Flooding likely to push up flower prices for Tet festival (28-11-2008) Most commercially grown flowers and bonsai in villages around Ha Noi were destroyed by recent floods. This may lead to a shortage of flowers for the Tet holiday season. — File Photo HA NOI — Ha Noi and neighbouring regions may face a shortage of flowers and ornamental kumquat and peach trees for Tet, the traditional lunar New Year because of the recent severe floods. And what will be on sale is almost certain to be much more expensive than last year. Unless farmers can regrow crops in the seven weeks left until the nation’s largest festival, which falls on January 25, many face ruin. The prolonged floods early this month turned hundreds of flower crops into mud fields, deep under water. Millions of plants and bulbs were destroyed. This has already left many growers penniless - and January’s festive week is the only chance they have to recoup some of their losses. Throughout Viet Nam, … [Read more...] about Flooding likely to push up flower prices for Tet festival
Getting 9 month old to sleep through the night
Vietnam planning to crank up Russian-subsidized nuclear study center by 2025 The US$500 million project has been revealed less than a year after the country scrapped plans for two nuclear power plants due to economic reasons. Vietnam is planning to develop a nuclear science and technology center using a US$500 million loan from Russia over the next seven years. Tran Chi Thanh, director of the Vietnam Atomic Energy Institute, said the center will help increase Vietnam’s expertise and ability to operate nuclear power plants, local media reported. “It will help Vietnam conduct modern studies and boost the application of nuclear energy in socio-economic sectors,” he said, as cited by the Saigon Times. The project will be split across two sites in Hanoi and the Central Highlands town of Da Lat, said Thanh. The Da Lat site will include a 15 megawatt reactor, 30 times the capacity of the country’s only nuclear reactor that was built in 1963. He said the reactor will … [Read more...] about Social News 7/9
I read an article recently that stated that nightlife in Saigon was pretty much non-existent. Was this the same city in which I chose to live two and a half years ago? I found it hard to believe. The same city where I have frequently stayed up for 24 hours, drinking, partying and having a great time? The same city where market traders start work as late night revelers wobble past on their way home? The same city where many drinkers go straight to the office from the myriad of pubs, bars, nightclubs, karaoke rooms and other venues? I was beginning to think I had imagined it all. I moved to Saigon, now of course called Ho Chi Minh City, in 2013, originally for just two months. I had a short writing gig and thought it would be fun to stick around for a while. Two and a half years later I’m still here, still enjoying life and still getting home at 4 a.m. on a regular basis. After-hours bars in District 1 This is the main business and entertainment area, and there is no doubt that the … [Read more...] about Who says Saigon is boring at night?
"My dear old Mao, you don't have to do this. This is the job of the security guards in those offices," a passer-by remarked one day. "I think otherwise, dear," she replied. "Old people can perform this job far better than the young ones. Moreover, I've got nothing to do right now, but idle away all day long." At noon, she spread the flowers on a pavement section of the adjacent Phan Dinh Phung Street to dry them, before resting under the dome of a large office gate, where she'd been spending every night all year long. In the evening, in great spirits, she helped a tea seller nearby serve passers-by a few hot cups of tea. Early in the morning, when it was still dark, a vendor of sticky rice with peanuts came and sat where old Mao was still sleeping soundly under a sedge mat. "Mrs Mao, wake up, wake up. It's already dawn," the pedlar informed her n a soft voice. Immediately, she got up, yawned and combed her long, hoary hair, watching others display their foods on large bamboo trays … [Read more...] about The mother and her children
My sweat trickled down my eyes. When I walked across the rice fields then the bamboo bridge spanning the small river, I felt uneasy because one of my turned-up trouser legs came loose. “Let it be! Anyhow, I’m nearly at the cottage,” I said to myself. * * * I was not a resident of this locality. My native village was Nhồi, famous for its stonemasonry. In my late teens, I got a university degree before becoming a reporter for a provincial newspaper. A few years later, tired of being an underpaid and under-appreciated journalist, I returned home to be a sculptor. The villagers sarcastically referred to me as the local intellectual. “What’s the use of your father’s knowledge? Can it provide us what we need to live?” my wife once told our little son jokingly. “You see, only rice is important, my beloved child,” she added. I joined a group of freelance craftsmen in Nhồi Village who had been hired by the local authorities to … [Read more...] about The cruel tricks of life