Dylan’s Cafe happened after I left Shillong.
And the last few times I’ve been back, I had not had the chance.
so this time around, we made it.
It is supposed to be a tribute to our favorite Nobel laureate
since the city already celebrates his birthday every year on May 24th.
one of the most popular
zen temples in Japan
golden pavilion they say
and that’s gold up on the roof
but the interesting bit
is how Japanese girls
often wear kimonos
when they visit temples…
it’s a new day
it’s a new day
and i fly up
to the sun.
last pic by nomad
Aneze liked her song, even if it didn’t make any sense.
It was a traveling song.
It helped to carry her farther and farther along.
-Raquel Rivera in Orphan Ahwak
hong village was the host village for myoko 2016
hong village was like a movie set
hong village was a different world all together…
a tiny sign in a crowded place caught our attention as we entered an almost abandoned building and climbed two flights of stairs to see more signs leading to another closed door;
but with instructions to open the door softly.
we obeyed the orders and entered this cozy book store in the middle of ho chi minh city.
we took off our shoes and looked around to find fiction, nonfiction, biographies, fashion, self help and the latest from across the world.
their best selling list included lang leav and “we are liars”.
the place was a book lover’s haven and if you like petting a cat as you read your book, there was one softly treading through piles of books in that room.
i looked around and asked if they had any books on vietnam and the response was a negative.
while i should’ve been disappointed i couldn’t find a book on vietnam in vietnam,
i loved that they didn’t have what i asked for because it shattered my expectations.
often times we are in a certain place or with a certain group of people,
and have certain expectations of them.
because they are from the city, we expect them to behave in an urban way.
or if they are from a certain country, we expect them to speak that language only.
but we forget that today’s world is every place -every person;
anybody could be from anywhere and speak any language they can.
therefore, this place became a good reminder that this bookshop could be anywhere in the world too.
while i didn’t buy any books that day,
i did come out of that place with a new word in my vocabulary.
“p-o-s-s-i-m-p-i-b-l-e: the place where the possible and the impossible meet”
rightly defining boa bookstore in saigon.