Day 6. Broke my sidewalk stall streak and went upmarket. Had to try the coconut coffee, cà phê dừa. This one came in a cocktail glass topped with toasted coconut flakes, thick and cold, more dessert than caffeine. Coconut milk or coconut cream blended with strong Vietnamese coffee, sweet and rich, a different animal entirely from the straight black I’ve been drinking all week. Still drinking it on the street, not confined by walls.
A week in and I’m building a routine without meaning to. Morning coffee on a plastic stool. Photograph everything. Come home, collapse, do it again. Saigon doesn’t ask you to make a plan. It just gives you a chair and waits to see what happens.
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