Lost Passport and Duck Soup: Well it was bound to happen. Everything had gone so well thus far. However, that all changed today. After dropping the boys off at school, Robin and I went to open up an account at the bank. After opening the account we walked home. I had plans to go to the language school to set up tutoring times for me and Robin. Robin was going to meet with some ladies for lunch. Before I left I told her I might need her passport to sign up for language study. That’s when she realized that her passport was missing. We eventually back tracked all the way to the bank where she had last used her passport. It was to no avail! We are still hoping for a miracle! We would appreciate you help in that matter if you know what we mean!

Tonight our landlord and her husband came by to fix a chair that needed repairing. They also brought some fried Vietnamese appetizers and Vietnamese Newspapers (they both work for the newspaper). Later Mrs. Thu's husband suggested that we all eat duck soup. Okay! What does that mean? He said he would only be gone about five minutes. FYI: When you live in an alley and someone says they are going to get duck soup (or any other food item) and they would only be gone five minutes, it makes one wonder! Sure enough, in about five minutes he arrives but he is not alone. Two other men in uniform are with him. No, not secret police, but workers from a restaurant. They were carrying what appeared to be the kitchen which included: fresh greens, bowls, noodles, gas cooker and a covered pot that I assumed had a duck in it! It gave me a new impression of real “take out.” The meal was delicious! However, duck soup without “quackers” seems uncivilized. This Saturday they are taking us to eat “thit de” (meat goat). Hopefully it won’t be too “baaaad.” Sorry no pics today!