Began my project at the National Library of Vietnam yesterday. First up was to train the Foundation’s staff in how to do digitize these ancient texts and then to let them do it. I continued the training today.

Last night I went to piano recital by some young Russian phenom. It was weird to be in a room full of american and european expatriots. Who were all these people and what are they doing living here? Who was I to them? Was I an upper class local? Don’t think so, not the way I was dressed and not with this haircut. Was I some snobby Viet Kieu [vietnamese expatriot], do gooder come back to save the country? Snubbing all of the locals along the way ( I hope not)? hmmmm.