Hue

So I'm back in Hue for the third time. Why do I keep coming here?

I'm inexplicably drawn to Hue. It's like a mysterious puzzle. It's not that she's overtly beautiful- she's selfish with her charms. I think it's taken living in Vietnam for a while to appreciate Hue. And possibly, appreciating Hue means truly loving Vietnam.

Today at the emperors' tombs along the Perfume River, I was frantically trying to capture what I was feeling in photographs, but I realized quickly it's just not possible. I'm simply not good enough to relay the majestic yet melancholic presence of the tombs. The quietly crumbling buildings tell stories only they can tell- my pictures seemed only to disfigure them further.

On another note, My's mom and Na are coming into town tomorrow to visit her aunt. I will go stay with them tomorrow. I'm excited to see Na, but she's apparently under the impression that i brought her a bunch of presents back from China, and I'm afraid the Olympics pen that blows bubbles isn't gonna cut it. I'm going to have to get up early in the morning and go shopping...