We stood in front of the store...
with me enticing Mr. H inside.
Within a flash,
a woman approached and suggested
we might want to move aside.
We all looked up and there it was,
hovering above us.
I wasn't surprised, for nothing
surprises me in Vietnam anymore.
All I could do was smile...
and grab my camera.
Would the beautiful red Vietnamese chest
make it to the bottom in one piece?
I admit, I had my doubts.
They must of had the luck of the Irish with them!
For those of you wearing the green today..
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Sending you a great big green fan wave from our
Traveller's Palm.. 'ravenala madagascariensis'
at Chateau Mango!
Photos by a woman with a bit of the Irish in her... me.