Mostly, Vietnam seemed like other developing countries I’ve been to, which isn’t actually all that many.
Things seemed grubby and chaotic, and I didn’t understand how things could work, but they basically did.
People really want our money, which makes sense because they obviously need more than they have. Still, nobody stole anything or menaced us.
But one thing stood out for me, since this was the first real People’s Republic I’ve been to… the propaganda billboards displayed around town. They were caricatures of themselves, as if they’d named their intelligence officers Boris and Natasha.