Believe it or not, they hadn't really seen frizbees! Every time my brother and I would go for a catch, they would all gather around to watch and join in. We must have introduced fifty people to the game. We became quite an attraction.

Here is my impression of the cute lil town of Hoi An.
This girl wanted to know if my brother and I were married or not, if we had girlfriends or not, and if we were interested in having her as our girlfriend. We politely declinded. Then she insisted that we buy something from her dress shop. Interesting sales technique eh?
Descending from the high country we entered a desert like area to explore the Cham Towers. Centuries ago, the Cham ruled much of the South. Beautiful, ornate towers are testaments to their bricklaying skills. Further on, we came to the resort town of Nha Trang. Many Vietnamese come to the town for its wonderful municipal beach. The best way to experience the beach is to wake up before dawn, marvel at the sunrise and then participate in the incredible amount of activity that defines these early hours of the day. People are playing soccer and badminton. Older folks are doing tai chi and exercises with wooden swords. Kids play with a Cau Da (Vietnamese hacky-sack balanced by a long white feather.)

Motorized vehicles are prohibited from entering the ancient trading town of Hoi An. This is a welcome respite from the omnipresent beeping of horns and the roar of non-muffled engines. Tourism has revived the economy of this tiny village which only a few short years ago was mostly forgotten. The narrow crumbling streets and masterfully decorated homes of former Chinese traders make it a photographers paradise. Upon arrival, one of the friendly locals who helped me find a hotel (to get a commission) looked strangely American. When I asked her about her features, she informed me that her father was a GI who left shortly after her mother became pregnant. She has been searching for her dad her entire life. If she finds him (attention Arthur T. Fine stationed at Da Nang in 1972) she can bring her family to America on a special immigration program. Later, she introduced me to her husband and kids and showed me her fatherís dogtags and a photo.

The imperial city of Hue was once the cultural capital of Vietnam. Today, however, it is pretty run down. Hue is significant because it was the only city in the South to be captured and held by the Viet Cong. For nearly a month after the Tet Offensive, the North Vietnamese flag flew over the walled city as the South Vietnamese army tried in vain to dislodge the VC. During this time the VC effectively rounded up thousands of people they considered to be enemies of the state and executed them. During our tours we came to a bullet pocked wall where it was very likely that this dastardly act happened. As we pondered the significance of the site, a young boy approached and informed us that it was the Americans who had actually executed the citizens here. We told him we were Canadian and asked him for more information. Yes, he continued, "Americans attacked our country and tried to steal everything, they executed innocent people until we fought them off, this is what my grandfather has told me." We were completely taken off guard by this convoluted version of history, however, shocked and confused we didn't know what to say. We ended up riding bikes with the little tyke for the rest of the day helping him to learn English.
There is a serious rodent control problem going on in Hoi An. One night I was woken by rats chewing on our tin roof hotel. That is not a good thing.