Thursday, October 15, 2009

Hanoi Rocks


When madame is not present I find myself an irresistible target for lovely young scooter riding Vietnamese ladies offering "boom, boom". I decline, they smile politely and trundle off in pursuit of more lucrative prospects. Unfortunately none of them have, as yet , offered to "love you long time five dollar". I imagine the phrase would have been commonplace in Saigon in 1966, which is ample illustration of the effects of inflation and the inevitability of a debauched currency.

I'm liking this flaneur business. It beats working and I have developed an addiction to pho. You have to give it to the Frenchies, they may have been colonialist bastards enforcing their rule with the guillotine but they did bequeath a certain elegance in architecture and cuisine. Eating freshly baked baguettes in Indo China seems somewhat incongruous, but I'm not complaining.

4 comments:

MJ said...

Unfortunately none of them have, as yet , offered to "love you long time five dollar".

A blow job still costs five dollars in my old neighbourhood in Toronto, should you be passing by this way.

Jimmy Bastard said...

Have I been in a coma or something? You've left Glesga for the far east now?

Something we said?

Madame DeFarge said...

Good to know that the dollar remains the currency of choice in the less salubrious parts of the world.

Piggy and Tazzy said...

I've never even heard of Phở before now.

I was quite liking the idea of it, until I got to the bit about including chicken hearts and tripe, which was enough to stop me liking the idea.

The foreigners don't half eat some strange stuff.

Yes, yes - I know they eat tripe in Yorkshire too. Manky cunts.