The Duc Pond

In a hurry since we’re about to board a bus to Hoi An, but we’ve spent a couple days in Hué (pronounced “hweh”, not “hyoo”). Much smaller city than Hanoi. It’s my mom’s birthplace and yesterday we found her old house (i.e., my grandfather’s house), now a former shell of itself.

My mom’s bun bo hue is better than the bun bo found here. So far, in general, Vietnamese food is better in the U.S.