Making Friends

It’s easy to make friends in Vietnam. We’ve made friends with Tuy, our hotel receptionist. Cong, our taxi driver in Phu Quoc. A street vendor, (didn’t get her name) that we spent a good chunk of time talking to last night as we ate what I call banana jerky from her stand. She starts working at 8 in the morning and ends around 10pm. She makes an average of $2 (USD) a day, and only sees her family (that lives in the central part of Vietnam) for one month a year during Tet.



Though we’ve only been on our own for a week in Vietnam, I’ve seen just how easy it is to talk to people. (Well, for Hieu to talk to people, I need to really get this language thing down). But it still hits me hard knowing that in just a short time, one can only really have a surface level conversation. It’d take a considerable amount of time to get deeper. To know their joys and struggles and to share our hope, the truly good news, with them.

This trip is truly eye opening. Though I feel like I cannot really make much of an eternal impact this trip, I see so many needs. I see so many ways to pray. And I definitely see Hieu and I returning again in the future, for a much longer stay.