Reflections of Joanne

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VIETNAM, SPIRIT OF INDOCHINA

7. Bank and Post Office

The only bank that existed is ANZ Bank. I walked into the bank with my travelers' check and passport on one hand and my camera on the other hand. Guess what - I was mistaken to be photographing the bank and inevitably triggers off the guards at all corners that came up right to me, asking me to surrender my camera.
Over at the counter - a HKD coin slipped out from in between my passport pages, the teller took an interested look and asked: "Japanese yen, yes? You have?" Took a second look at my passport and asked: "Singapore coin? You have? This HK coin? May I have it?" I was on the verge to rebuke "do I look like a banker to you?" Before I could answer, she asked, "You have some more?" I walked out of the bank, with 60 US cents short which equates to 30,000 dongs, that is equal to six meals or ten bottles of mineral water!
Back home, e-mail is at the comfort of a DSL line, here e-mail connection is on a 286-museum-type of computer and a crawling speed of 24kps plus frequent disconnection. The receptionist helped to get a connection. It hanged. He turned and looked at me, finally said "no connection today!" I tried another twenty minutes later, it worked and it dropped without me sending any message. Again, I asked for help. He strolled by, picked up the mini tower, shake it violently like a piggy bank, set it down, slapped it a couple of times and connects to the Internet again. I finally got a slow connection, but to think about what he had done thus far, I can't help but kept on doing the shoulder shrugs, holding my laughter back! It's definitely by no miracles that it worked!


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	7. Bank and Post Office The only bank that existed is ANZ Bank. I walked into the bank with my travelers' check and passport on one hand and my camera on the other hand. Guess what - I was mistaken to be photographing the bank and inevitably triggers off the guards at all corners that came up right to me, asking me to surrender my camera. Over at the counter - a HKD coin slipped out from in between my passport pages, the teller took an interested look and asked: "Japanese yen, yes? You have?" Took a second look at my passport and asked: "Singapore coin? You have? This HK coin? May I have it?" I was on the verge to rebuke "do I look like a banker to you?" Before I could answer, she asked, "You have some more?" I walked out of the bank, with 60 US cents short which equates to 30,000 dongs, that is equal to six meals or ten bottles of mineral water! Back home, e-mail is at the comfort of a DSL line, here e-mail connection is on a 286-museum-type of computer and a crawling speed of 24kps plus frequent disconnection. The receptionist helped to get a connection. It hanged. He turned and looked at me, finally said "no connection today!" I tried another twenty minutes later, it worked and it dropped without me sending any message. Again, I asked for help. He strolled by, picked up the mini tower, shake it violently like a piggy bank, set it down, slapped it a couple of times and connects to the Internet again. I finally got a slow connection, but to think about what he had done thus far, I can't help but kept on doing the shoulder shrugs, holding my laughter back! It's definitely by no miracles that it worked!