Our goodbye to Saigon has been a long and confused one. The past week was a carnival of final classes, farewell dinners, last-minute errands, and scrambling to wrap up our affairs in Vietnam. On Friday, Rob was going to fly back to the U.S. for 3 weeks, and we were going to fly to Tokyo. It’s been real HCMC, but our time here has ended…but then Saturday rolled around and we were still here. Sunday came and went, Monday melted away, and Tuesday saw us still here, twiddling our sweaty thumbs. We kept discovering final things that needed to be done, and in the midst of all, we simply forgot to book our flights. Yes, we’re stuck in Saigon because we didn’t book our flights. Now, I would expect such a plot twist from myself, the author of previous adventures such as “Locked my Keys in my Car 4,” “Slept through my Flight Home from England,” “Left my Car in Neutral and Woke up to Find it on the Neighbor’s Lawn (with a parking ticket).”
But, from an entire team of competent people? *shakes head*

The deeper story here is that we’re…absolutely…swamped. Concluding our affairs in Seattle was a similar ordeal – basically, everything shut down for 1 week. Here we are, 10 days into that final week, and we’re still overwhelmed. We apologize for the interruption – the story will continue with another episode and some blog posts that provide a little more detail on the debacle of this past week.