Year of the Tiger
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Out on Ngoc Thao island, the 85 year old man and his wife were thrilled when I handed them copies of pictures that I had taken about a year ago. They offered money I could never take from friends; their beaming one-tooth smiles were reward enough. The small gift was timely, being the last day of the lunar year and their first days of the Year of Tiger would be spent with family.
Back in Nha Trang, it seemed the good deed was quickly returned. The couple at the house whose second floor room I rent had a buffet of food spread across their living room floor. They insisted I join them for the mid-day meal. Though I had just eaten a large breakfast, I could not offend them by passing on the offer.
By early evening I walked to April 2 Square - riding the bicycle would be suicidal. The stage was alive with entertainers doing songs and colorful dances but I could not get as close to it as on prior years. I circled it once then worked my way toward the opposite end. The entire square was jam packed with people, many with their motorbikes. A few food and balloon venders scattered randomly throughout.
Beyond the Tourist Center tower which was shaped like a giant lotus blossom, crowds thickened to see the tunnel of lights that shrouded Tran Phu Street.
After doubling back to the stage-end of the rectangular square, I crossed Tran Phu for a sidewalk beer at Y and Tien's street-side kiosk. It was a fine spot to wait for the fireworks to begin. At twelve fireworks rang in the new year and I toasted it, finishing off a Tiger beer. I dashed back across Tran Phu to try and get a picture of the fireworks with a palm tree in it. I hadn't experimented much with night photography. The skies lit for about twenty minutes then the crowds flooded home.