Our tour kept us busy throughout the day. Our first stop was the mausoleum of Ho Chi Minh. We arrived right in the middle of every elementary school in the area taking a field trip there. It was two lines more than a mile long of little kids, and they all wanted to say hello to us, or touch our hand. Our guide said it was probably because they were from remote areas and had never seen light skinned people before. It was very cute. The trip through the mausoleum itself was the same two lines moving at a steady pace past a perfectly preserved body in a glass case. It was interesting for the short time that we were there, but I found the architecture and the military guards in full dress uniforms carrying guns with bayonets to be more interesting.
We then walked past two of Ho Chi Minh's residences, one of which was on stilts. While he was in charge, he refused to live in the opulent palace that was built by the French, deciding to live humbly instead in homes that he built himself.

After we were done, we went to the Museum of Vietnamese Culture. I have to admit that I was more interested in the mountains where some tribes lived than the different ethnicities. One was about 10,000 feet, and ripe for the climbing. It takes three days. Alas, that will not happen this trip, as we are not going anywhere near it. From there we went to lunch, and then visited a Buddhist temple. We also stopped at the temple of Confucius before heading to watch a water-puppet show. I have had maybe 8 hours of sleep since 4 am. Monday, so I had a difficult time staying awake in the dark theatre. What I saw of it was fun.



We finished the day off with a cyclo or pedi-cab ride. At first I was a little embarrassed to be sitting in a seat being driven around by someone and being passed by people on foot. However, I soon decided that it was rather relaxing, and enjoyed being able to look around at the shops without having people come out and try to sell me something. I saw lots of shops that I would like to explore further, but I was completely lost, and have no idea where they were.
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