Monday morning I had my last breakfast of 2014 in Phat Diem. Lots of thanks to Bishop Nang (on the right) for being a great host.
This is the bunch I ate with every meal, give or take a guest or two. We spoke in Vietnamese, French, and English, with the occasional Italian thrown in by Fr. Minh.
Fr. Bo came over to say goodbye where I was staying. That's the umbrella he loans me each year.
Fr. Minh, Bishop Nang, me, and Fr. Bo.
Me and my good brother Hieu. We have coffee every morning. Even though he speaks almost no English and my Vietnamese is nascent, we communicate.
One final post.
I leaned out the window to take this one.
And on the way out, Tuan was gardening. I yelled and he waved. See you next year, Tuan.
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