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I loved Saigon. I loved the broad streets and the beautiful parks and the faded French architecture. I loved the food and the bustle of the traffic and the scooters. I loved the people. I only had a day here but it was enough to know I needed to come back. I’d been to Hanoi but to be honest Hanoi is nothing like Saigon or Ho Chi Minh City. The locals use both names interchangeably. It was a great entry into Vietnam a place that I am totally falling in love with. I’ll be back. I included a picture of the Rex hotel where 5 pm briefings for the press were held during the war everyday and the press core called them the 5 o’clock follies. Enough said