HAWN FAWN

I felt like a tourist in my own country.  Sure, it was a country I'd deserted at the young age of four, and whose citizenship I gladly gave up and whose culture I shunned for the remainder of my life, but standing amongst these gigantic pillars of history made me feel ashamed.  I was sorry  repenting not knowing anything more of Vietnam and its people/customs than a handful of extensive phrases for ordering food. Needless to say, I tried to make up for this by immersing myself in anything that would help me learn about this beautiful country and its hospitable and eager-eyed people.  What better way than to visit monuments that used to house dynastic queens and kings? There was such a despondently oppressive air to the place, but it was situated amongst such wondrous countryside views.  And the architecture of the past proved more enticing than today's.  Surprisingly enough, I actually enjoyed doing and visiting many tourist-y attractions while in Vietnam.

The first time loverface came to Los Angeles, I took her to the Getty Museum and she blew me out of the water with all the facts she knew about the paintings and what occurred during the era the painters existed. The last time she came to Los Angeles, I took her to the Los Angeles Natural History Museum so I could show off what I knew. EDUCATE YO'SELF! It helps that I will be graduating soon with a major in Biology and Geology because I was trying really hard to impress my girlfriend.