In 1996 when I was still teaching at Eiko High School I joined the Japa Vietnam tour. To be honest, the 17 days I spent in Vietnam were a series of warm impressions, shocks and surprises.
I was deeply surprised to realize that, in spite of 20 years after the American War, I could still see with my eyes the remnants of that war. Several churches were using as a bell the huge outside cask of unexploded bombs dropped by American planes. In a rural area of Binh Thuan province we saw a land mine on a rice field near a farm. I was shocked because 20 years had elapsed and nobody seemed able to dispose of it.
Churches were always full, even during the early daily masses. I could feel the strong faith of the Vietnamese no matter the difficulties they meet with the socialist regime to express freely their faith.
Of course, poverty and the lack of infrastructures at various levels impressed me, but the over presence of security police was quite astonishing. Finally, we had a shocking experience with the mini hotel we stayed at in HCM City. We reserved ahead of time our rooms for a period of 10 days. Once we went to a rural area and stayed overnight there, but when we came back to the mini hotel in the city we were told that there were no more rooms available. We were forcibly transferred to a different uncomfortable place surrounded by high walls. Was it house arrest? Who knows? Seemingly a different group of foreigners had arrived to the mini hotel and had more money than us.