So, while I may feel nervous about talking to new people, here, I also get the chance to hear someone else's life story: what they love, what they hate, where they live. I could meet one hundred people, and they would all have a different story to tell. And they do!
Third, Vietnam taught me to be more of a patient person. When waiting for my food at a restaurant or waiting for the bus, you can typically see me tapping my foot or pacing around. Why? College taught me that every second counts. In college, you have to make sure that you spend your time in a good way and never waste a second. In Vietnam, things are more laid back. If a bus shows up fifteen minutes late, that is normal. There is no need to be in a rush because this is how schedules work for everyone, here. Sometimes co-workers will show up late to a meeting. Or the meeting might even be canceled a day or an hour before it was due to start. Such last minute changes-of-plan are not considered rude. In fact, here in Vietnam, being flexible is arguably more important than any other consideration. One year ago, if a classmate showed up to a group project meeting late, I would have felt very annoyed. Now, I am more relaxed about time. If a meeting is important, it will happen...eventually!
While I prepare to say goodbye to Vietnam, I also must say goodbye to all of you my readers. Thank you for following me on this journey. I hope you have enjoyed reading my articles just as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Tạm biệt (tam be it) or goodbye! And happy traveling!
