Merry Christmas Jesus Freaks!

Santa hats abounded or at least they did as they putting the finishing touches on miniature Santa outfits at the shop down on Asphalt street. I assumed that they'd be used in either some sort of primary school event, a dwarf toss or a new Spike Lee film. For Vietnamese, Christmas Eve is the big deal as per the line-up (ha ha "line?" in Vietnam ha ha ha, ahem I mean Ho! Ho! Ho!) I'd witnessed earlier in the day for fresh bread and roasted chicken at the Big C. Everyine was feeling jolly as evidenced by Ms. Le's Xmas Pose in front of the ugly church as Grahmn Greene called it.

Christmas Eve at 85 degrees didn't really seem like, well, very snowy. Then again, I'm "white" so I guess I'm having a white Christmas and as a friend sms'ed me "Better than digging yr ass out of snow!" True. Spent the night having dinner with a friend, his wife and some of their family and took in the incredible Vietnam-Thailand match. After Vietnam won a well-played game I rode homeward via xe om and, as I did, became part of throng waving the national flag and banging on their pots and pans. Quite a hoot! The next match is in Hanoi and me thinks the odds are in Vietnam's favor. Stopped in for a nightcap with another family and then headed into the snowy night. Merry Christmas Jesus freaks!