I spent much of last Sunday wandering the backstreets of District 1, between Tran Hung Dao and the river. The backpacker area around Pham Ngu Lao was only a couple of blocks away, but could have been in a different city altogether. The tall, clumsy Westerner with the camera got surprisingly little attention.
These two ladies were sitting together outside a kindergarten, checking each other’s hair for lice, a common sight in Vietnam, where people live much of their lives out of doors. Everyday intimacies like this are a feature of life on the streets here.