That title is funny because it’s the name of our hotel (for the moment), and it’s pronounced ’sin’. Okay, it’s not that funny. But I haven’t slept for a very long time.

Let me try to describe Saigon.

Imagine Paris gets hit by a nuclear warhead. Most of the beautiful buildings fall down.

Now imagine 8 million Asian people building an anarchic shanty-town in the ruins. Then give every one of them a motorcycle. Think Akira meets Rwanda.

That’s almost close.

I have absolutely no idea how I’m going to live and work here, but I plan to find out. More news as it comes to hand.