Notes from The Road

Phố Đội Cấn

Phố Đội Cấn. Hà Nội. Or "Doi Can Street. Hanoi." Grumbled in a thick Tex-Gringo accent like some character in a Cormac McCarthy novel.

This is home? Been held up in Vietnam for nearly a year now. Slinging guitar on the club circuit with my band, Young Buffalo, and teaching English guerrilla style to stack the bank account. A freelancer. How'd that happen, anyways? Does it really matter? You'd never believe me if I told you anyways.

But I need to start documenting this campaign. So maybe we can scratch the surface. So I've set up a desk on Phố Đội Cấn to do just that. Here lie the notes, Jack.

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