<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:48:01.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in Hue 2006</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is a production of the 12 students and 2 teachers participating in the UC Riverside Summer Session Travel Study Program in the old imperial city of Hue in central Vietnam.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115745074631457380</id><published>2006-09-04T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:05:46.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Au Revoir Hue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_river_artfilter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/400/aug31_river_artfilter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, Hue, it was good to know ya!  Most of the student have now left.  They left in batches beginning with four or five who took off early on Saturday and continuing in stages through Monday.  The only one remaining is Andrew who will leave from Danang after Hong Anh and I leave Hue at 2pm.  To all of you who followed this blog, to the parents who supported the students going on this trip, to Mely, Richard and the staff at UCR Summer Sessions, and especially to my lovely wife Hong Anh and our trooper daughter Scuppy, a big thank you and Tam Biet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115745074631457380?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115745074631457380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115745074631457380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115745074631457380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115745074631457380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/09/au-revoir-hue.html' title='Au Revoir Hue!'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115745032585096761</id><published>2006-09-01T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:25:53.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_daisyamy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_daisyamy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We said our final farewells to each other and the teachers and staff at Hue University this evening. Scuppy here poses with Amy and Daisy in their ao dai's. Most of the women in the group showed up in ao dai's, making for an evening with lots of color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_aodai_pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_aodai_pics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so colorful, everybody was taking pictures of everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_anhuy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_anhuy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Professor Huy poses with Andrew, Tan our driver (back left), Loc (back center), and Andrew's two martial arts instructors Loc and Ngoc (back right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_davidmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_davidmy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_ginijohn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_ginijohn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Left) David, My, Aunt Hue, and Huong. (Right) John and Gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/sep1_ngoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/sep1_ngoc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Anh pulls up for a pic with Ngoc, Hue and Anna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115745032585096761?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115745032585096761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115745032585096761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115745032585096761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115745032585096761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/09/farewell-party.html' title='Farewell Party'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115744772489950661</id><published>2006-08-31T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T02:43:18.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Presentations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_studentpres1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_studentpres1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpres7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpres7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpres6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpres6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpres5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpres5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpres3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpres3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpres4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpres4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured here are most of the student presentations. For some reason I missed getting a shot of Anna Nguyen's, but she did a very nice summary of her work at Duc Son Orphanage playing with the kids on that program. The PHO poster below was not an ad for noodle soup but was Amy and Daisy's poster of their work on public health outreach through their visits and study of the free public clinics established throughout Vietnam, especially around Hue. Giosep surprised us all by breaking &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_studentpres2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_studentpres2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;out with a Christian rock song in Vietnamese. Andrew presented a summary of his research and practice of Vietnamese traditional martial arts, while Connie and Miguel presented ideas from their paper on how the past is remembered in Hue. Collin entertained us with a brief tour of American nationbuilding efforts in Vietnam's past after John and Hue gave us an exciting, musical powerpoint on Hue's special cuisine. Gini closed out the affair with four very tranquil yet exciting songs that she learned to play on the dan bau instrument pictured here. We concluded the day with an ice cream party at one of the biggest cafes in Hue that serves this amazing array of French style ice cream and sorbet. The Vietnamese language teachers Huy, Huong, Phuong and Ngoc joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug31_stpresparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/aug31_stpresparty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115744772489950661?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115744772489950661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115744772489950661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115744772489950661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115744772489950661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/final-presentations.html' title='Final Presentations'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115683770433586202</id><published>2006-08-26T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:48:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agent Orange Survivors and Phuoc Tich Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug26_village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug26_village.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we headed into a different section of the hill country to visit a village where some 10% of its children suffer from dioxin-related illnesses associated with the use of Agent Orange and other chemicals by the US during the war. The group as a whole contributed $150 plus another $50 in school supplies to this village for its ongoing efforts to assist families with dependents suffering from such serious illnesses as encephalitis and more workable conditions such as deformation of limbs where children and adults have their mental faculties and can often use their feet in lieu of deformed hands to draw, write, and get around. After meeting the village head, we stopped in at some of the houses to meet some of the families of those affected. It was somewhat ad-lib, arranging this trip, but I think it at least helped to show students the complications associated with long-term affects of the war on the environment and society as well as the difficulties associated with aid work and charities here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug26_flapping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug26_flapping.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before returning to Hue, we stopped in for a stroll to a country village called Phuoc Tich where the locals are busy redeveloping the village as a production center for all kinds of traditional crafts such as pottery and ceramics once produced for sale in Hue's markets before 1950. Xuan Anh and David played games on the road while the students stopped in to try the traditional drug of choice for women called betel nut, a mild stimulant and pain killer that when chewed makes the lips and mouth turn bright bright red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115683770433586202?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115683770433586202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115683770433586202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683770433586202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683770433586202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/agent-orange-survivors-and-phuoc-tich.html' title='Agent Orange Survivors and Phuoc Tich Village'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115683700915381782</id><published>2006-08-25T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:49:49.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Khe Sanh and Lao Bao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug25_bunker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug25_bunker.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the morning we headed inland from the coast towards the Lao border area called Lao Bao. It was from foot trails and jeep trails in Laos that most of the supplies and people came south along what was commonly called the Ho Chi Minh Trail. We stopped in the hills about halfway to visit one of the bunkers left as part of the observation system related to the McNamara Line. It provided a clear view of both the mountainous border region and the coast, and for this reason was repeatedly attacked by NLF and People's Army units.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug25_hcm_trail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug25_hcm_trail2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, here are some cadres traveling now down the HCM Trail! They're actually workers from an area factory recently built traveling on what is now the Ho Chi Minh transnational highway. The government is rapidly expanding the highway system to accomodate settlement and economic development in the highland areas. Hence the rapid transition from the old bomb-cratered countryside to row after row of rubber tree and the occassional factory scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug25_khe_sanh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug25_khe_sanh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From there we traveled on to what was once a highlands base and airstrips for US Marines at Khe Sanh. This base fell unders eige as part of the Tet Offensive in 1968, and the conintued resupply of the base by air allowed for the Marines to hold it until July 1968 when the fighting died down. It was shortly thereafter abandoned. We were very surprised and happy to find the old dirt airstrip used to land thousands of flights of military cargo is now being put to use as a coffee plantation. Vietnam is now one of the world's largest coffee producers, so again some nice signs that war is quickly fading into the past here. While here, Darin negotiated to buy up all of the US military dogtags that local farmers try to sell to tourists to make a little extra money. Over 75% of them are real, and once back in the States, Darin is going to send them on to his Congress Representative to have them forwarded on through the VA Hospital system to those soldiers' families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115683700915381782?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115683700915381782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115683700915381782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683700915381782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683700915381782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-khe-sanh-and-lao-bao.html' title='To Khe Sanh and Lao Bao'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115683606168104583</id><published>2006-08-24T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:21:01.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling to the DMZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_church_darin_loc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_church_darin_loc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Friday is the first day of three on the road north of Hue to the former border or "demilitarized zone" that once divided North and South Vietnam. For Friday, we traveled to visit to main sites, one the Nguyen era (1820 CE) citadel in Quang Tri that was the scene of the largest offensive in the war, the 1972 Easter Offensive, and then on to these tunnels just north of the DMZ where an entire village lived underground to avoid shelling from US ships just offshore. Before getting to Quang Tri we stopped at this shell of a former church that has been left as a reminder of the destructiveness of the war in this region. Especially from 1968-1973, the area suffered from some of the worst bombing and fighting of the entire war. Here Darin stands with a staff person, Loc, from Hue University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_qt_after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_qt_after.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The museum at Quang Tri had a lot of archival photographs such as this one depicting what the small city and old citadel, not much different from the area where we are staying now, was reduced to rubble after three months of terrible fighting, over 40,000 killed, and over 1,000 US bombing missions. The citadel was the center for this fighting, where the People's Army nearly succeeded in not only taking Quang Tri but also continuing their drive south to take Hue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_mcn_line_posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_mcn_line_posing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a brief lunch in the town of Dong Ha, we continued north towards the invisible 17th Parallel that runs through the former DMZ. Just south of this line ran a line of bunkers and forts all the way from the coast 60 miles inland to the Lao border. It was often called the McNamara Line. It included a whole array of electronic and infra-red surveillance equipment for detecting movement across the area. Now a monument stands commemorating this spot at which many people died trying to cross into South Vietnam to fight the war. Andrew, Anna and Darin stand in front, looking very socialist realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_hien_luong_bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_hien_luong_bridge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From there we then arrived at the Hien Luong River where a lone bridge served as a kind of diplomatically protected connection point between north and south during most of the war. This was also where prisoners of war from both sides were frequently released in the prisoner exchanges that commenced in 1970 or 71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_vinhmoc_grp_shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_vinhmoc_grp_shot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last stop for the day was the fishing village of Vinh Moc just north of the river in the DMZ. Beginning in 1967, US Navy ships pounded this part of the northern coastline to prevent supplies and troops from making it to South Vietnam. So people responded by putting their entire village underground in a network of tunnels that included undeground toilets, hospitals, meeting rooms, and living quarters. Oh yeah, and the whole area is not rock but clay. They carved these tunnels all out of clay. Here the group poses at one of the entrances into the tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_vm_tunnels_david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_vm_tunnels_david.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We descended into the tunnels over 200 feet under the surface with a local guide. I am pictured sitting in one of the small holes shooting off the main tunnel where a family of three would have lived. A few people got pretty freaked out by the tight conditions, but once we got used to the darkness, it wasn't too bad. Still, I don't think I'd want to spend a night in there, especially not if B52's were dropping bombs on top of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/aug24_cua_tung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/aug24_cua_tung.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a long sweaty day of war tourism, we finished our day where else but the beach, a beautiful beach just south of Vinh Moc. Anna, Andrew, Xuan Anh and I enjoyed the sand while the tour guide, the driver, and Mr. Loc walked on to some beachside restaurant stands down the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115683606168104583?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115683606168104583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115683606168104583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683606168104583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115683606168104583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/traveling-to-dmz_24.html' title='Traveling to the DMZ'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115623275462397585</id><published>2006-08-22T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:23:00.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Four in Hue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/poolside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/poolside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been a relaxed middle week of the program as students have been focusing on their own independent study projects and reading before the end of the course. Here by the pool, Andrew Wilson and Gini Yoo pretend to be reading seriously from a textbook assigned for the morning lecture course and some article about the musical instrument Gini is studying here, dan bau. Andrew has been studying a local martial art form for his project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/wk4_birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/wk4_birthday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy Le turned 19 last night, so Happy Birthday, Amy! Her sis Daisy produced a lovely birthday hat for her and the group arranged a cake. We ate at a 2-story, outdoor bamboo restaurant just a short walk from the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Amy and Daisy have been volunteering at a free medical clinic run by a very amazing local woman, Dr. Que (mentioned in an earlier post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/wk4_cookingclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/wk4_cookingclass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week, John, Hue and Hong-Anh concluded their cooking course with Ms. Cuc at her garden restaurant inside the old city. Here they are posing upon completing the class. Hong-Anh took the course and discovered a few new dishes she can offer as part of her catering business in Riverside. Hue and John both claim they knew nothing about cooking before taking the class, and they plan on impressing their relatives when they visit them in the States, besides cooking delicous Vietnamese food for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really the calm before our final studying/touring storm as this week we are going into the history of the Second Indochina War and traveling from Friday to Sunday to visit the former demilitarized zone north of Hue and some places severely affected by the war. We'll also spend one evening at the beach for some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115623275462397585?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115623275462397585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115623275462397585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115623275462397585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115623275462397585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-four-in-hue.html' title='Week Four in Hue'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115571602404019804</id><published>2006-08-14T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:13:44.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Three in Hue - Visiting Nationalist Shrines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/pbc_head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/pbc_head.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the middle of one of the rainiest days I have ever experienced in Vietnam--it must have rained more than 5 inches in 24 hrs--we went ahead with our regularly scheduled city tour of two historic sites for Vietnamese nationalism. The first is a simple house in the city where Phan Boi Chau, a man from the generation before Ho Chi Minh and a founding member of the Vietnam Nationalist Party, lived under house arrest from 1925-1940. Will the true nerd please raise his or her hand? That's me, David, along with Hong-Anh and our baby in the hippy sling. The students quickly rushed through the rather plain room of mildewed photographs highighting important figures and moments in this man's life. I took a little more time and took pictures of mounted photographs I have not seen reproduced elsewhere. This much lesser known Vietnamese nationalist is I think a very interesting figure for his alternative vision of a modern Vietnam, one that local histories typically dismiss as just a stepping stone to the more revolutionary brand of nationalism envisioned by Ho Chi Minh. These days, with Vietnam's rapid opening up to commercial ventures and the rush to build industrial zones etc., I think Mr. Chau deserves some reassesment as a visionary of a very viable Vietnamese future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/raindrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/raindrive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After an hour there, we loaded back into the van and traveled across town through torrential downpours to a little village just beyond Hue with one of many little homes in Vietnam where Ho Chi Minh stayed as a youth while he followed his dad around with his brother. Mr. Cung, that was Ho's given first name, lived in a little thatch house with his dad and brother from 1906-08 while he attended the elite National Academy (same highschool as Ngo Dinh Diem). Young Mr. Cung was expelled after helping organize a protest of the crazy taxes imposed by the French on poor people at the time, so he moved south to Saigon and then as a ship's cook to Paris, London, New York, Moscow, Hong Kong, and thirty years later back to Hanoi where he became Vietnam's first President in 1954.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/hcm_kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/hcm_kitchen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong-Anh poses for the last of these rain shots peaking out of the kitchen door from Ho Chi Minh's home for a few years. While I first thought such a place would be really special and important home because of its significant guest, I soon learned that Ho Chi Minh stayed in many homes, so there is a little bit of an effort to preserve all of them perhaps in the manner of the "George Washington slept here" homes and campsites one finds throughout the former 13 American colonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While both houses were certainly very simple, we all agreed that this house where HCM the boy stayed was one of the most comfortable and elegant in its simplicity, carefully maintained interior and traditional construction with the family altar of the house's current owner arranged in the middle of the room.  Every piece of bamboo and thatch was carefully assembled by hand in age-old construction techniques rarely seen now even in the countryside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115571602404019804?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115571602404019804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115571602404019804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115571602404019804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115571602404019804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-three-in-hue-visiting-nationalist_14.html' title='Week Three in Hue - Visiting Nationalist Shrines'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115546121061078465</id><published>2006-08-13T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:26:50.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Weekend in Hue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/beach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/beach3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend the group is enjoying the first of two "free" weekends. Folks are catching up on their independent projects, reading for Monday, going out on the town, and today just hanging out inside as its pouring rain. Saturday was the beach day it seems. From the hotel, it takes about 20 minutes by cab to get out to a quiet, peaceful beach. Shop owners have set up little shelters like this one that they rent to beach goers for about $1/hr. They also provide cold beer, fresh grilled squid or crab and other seafood, and inner tubes for floating around in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/orph_anna.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/orph_anna.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday, a smaller detachment headed out in the morning to an orphanage run by a famous Buddhist nun at Duc Son Pagoda. Thich Co Minh Tam has been helping both orphaned and disadvantaged as well as disabled kids through her network of orphanages for over 45 years now. She started caring for sick and poor children before the end of the war in 1975 and has continued her work despite some resistance just after 1975 from the central government. That resistance has faded now, and she is growing full steam ahead, having also just started a series of Head Start programs for poor kids in the countryside so they can perform up to par with more advantaged kids when they enter first grade. Anna Nguyen is going to devote her project research time at Duc Son with these orphans. Some, such as this baby, suffer from illnesses related to exposure to dioxin while in the womb. Two generations now since the end of the war, and this byproduct of the chemicals sprayed on Vietnam's forests continues to affect prenatal development, especially in central Vietnam. Co Minh Tam says this child will receive a surgery to fix the cleft palate in another year when she is a little older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/orph_lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/orph_lunch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the cafeteria for the children. Children here get three square meals a day and before eating sing a kind of Buddhist blessing very similar to what you might expect in a Catholic or other faith-based school before every meal. We didn't stay for lunch but instead headed back to the hotel. The children seen here are the largest group at the orphanage ages 7-9. About one hundred children were orphaned when massive floods hit the area in 199. Flood waters reached to the second story of the pagoda and orphanage. Their parents brought them here then tried to go back and rescue others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/cc_john_hue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/cc_john_hue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday afternoon, Hong Anh, John Lam, Connie Chu and Hue Pham attended the first of four cooking classes at a nearby restaurant. Hue is focusing her independent project on the history of Hue's special dishes. Week Three is the second of our three "middle weeks" where are basically sticking around Hue, having classes, and working on projects. At the end of Week Four we'll head north to the former demilitarized zone and visit sites most heavily damaged by the bombing and fighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115546121061078465?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115546121061078465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115546121061078465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115546121061078465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115546121061078465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-weekend-in-hue.html' title='Free Weekend in Hue'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115520259739747643</id><published>2006-08-10T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:36:37.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots of the Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/000025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/000037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/000037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115520259739747643?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115520259739747643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115520259739747643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115520259739747643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115520259739747643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/snapshots-of-group.html' title='Snapshots of the Group'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115502438973890093</id><published>2006-08-07T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T01:06:29.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Two Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/urn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/urn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This afternoon we walked inside the walls of the palace and visited some of the remaining structures inside.  This incense burner is one of several in front of a temple for the memory of 10 of the 13 Nguyen kings who are buried in Hue. The other three died in exile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program is now in its second week and students have now started to move out from the comforts of the hotel to di choi with some of the local students. Last night was the full moon, and some of the Hue students showed up and took some of the UCR students out to some cafes up on a hillside with an excellent view of the river.  Hue people have a custom of lighting candles in small paper lanterns that they then set afloat on the river.  Since last night was the eve before a major lunar calendar festival, the river was covered with these lanterns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115502438973890093?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115502438973890093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115502438973890093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115502438973890093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115502438973890093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-two-begins.html' title='Week Two Begins'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115477404659159171</id><published>2006-08-05T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:06:44.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoi An to My Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/ms_yoni.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/ms_yoni.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning, we got back on the bus and traveled about 50 km east to the headwaters of the Thu Bon River to one of the Cham kingdoms most sacred temple complexes at My Son. The temple complex once included over 52 separate temples, all in pretty good shape until 1969 when the NLF occupied many of the buildings and the US Air Force dumped thousands of bombs—carpet bombing—on the site to eliminate the guerillas. Since then, many statues inside have been looted and it has taken the locals a looooong time to begin the tedious and expensive work on conservation and recovery. There is a lot of interest in restoring the monuments as they have been designated like Hoi An’s historic 17th century Japanese and Chinese homes as world heritage sites. The temples we visited were made in the 8th century and predate the much larger constructions at Angkor Wat by several hundred years. They are however very similar in design and most of them were dedicated to the god Siva. One of Siva’s representations is that of a round linga located inside a square yoni. Siva is both the destroyer and the renewer of life, thus intensely important as a god in an agricultural society. Holy water is made from pouring it over the linga and then capturing it as it drops from the yoni, so some of us tried it out after cleaning the dirt off this stone. Others, such as Connie Chu and Hue Pham, sought to gain some of its magical powers in a more unorthodox way, apologies if we have offended any Sivaites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/ms_huy_siva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/ms_huy_siva.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we were very surprised to find that our College of Foreign Languages colleague, Huy, was in fact an incarnation of Siva, something that had we known we might have simply flown here on a chariot pulled by his bull Nandi and perhaps caught a glimpse of his immortally beautiful consort Shakti. And Huy told us he was a bachelor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back into Hoi An this afternoon, the group opted out of more afternoon touring in exchange for some free time to explore this little historic town, especially the dozens of silk shops that offer to tailor clothes for the tourists in 24 hrs at amazingly cheap prices. Others are heading out to the nearby beach for a swim while others like Scuppy and me are simply holed up at the Van Loi Hotel enjoying a nice, air-conditioned afternoon nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115477404659159171?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115477404659159171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115477404659159171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115477404659159171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115477404659159171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/hoi-to-my-son.html' title='Hoi An to My Son'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115477381020698606</id><published>2006-08-04T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T03:30:10.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hue to Hoi An</title><content type='html'>On Friday morning, the group headed by bus south from Hue to visit Danang and then spend this weekend in the 17th century trading port of Hoi An. We started our trip south heading over the famous Hai Van Pass, a finger of mountains that juts east-west from the Truong Son Range into the sea. This stretch of road was first built by King Minh Mang in 1820, and it winds up one side of the ridge and then down the other, about 10 km on either side. At the pass, we stopped to admire the views of Hue to the north and Danang to the south. While students such as Darren enjoyed the prospect of arranged marriages with the postcard sellers, I climbed up the hill across the street to check out three distinctive watchtowers. The first was built by Ming Mang out of brick and is one of the tallest such structures. Behind it then the French built in the 1880’s a second brick tower. Finally, in the 1960’s, Americans added a third squat tower built out of concrete. The Viet Minh captured this strategic place along the only road connecting the two cities in 1952 from the French-African Legionnaires. It was repeatedly fought over again in the 1960’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/ha_scuppy_bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/ha_scuppy_bu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Danang we stopped at the Cham Museum, a colonial-era museum established to house the relics of valuable Cham statues and artwork from the various ancient Cham cities located as far north as Nghe An and south to Nha Trang. Who are the Chams? They were once a powerful sea-trading nation along the central VN coast from 200 BC to 1400 CE. They had extensive ties with India and China but really drew their cultural ties most strongly with the Indian merchant world—Cambodia, Srivijaya, East Java, and the Malabar coast of India. They followed Hinduism and as OW Wolters has argued adapted basic Hindu styles to perhaps more local forms – such as the rounded yoni that is covered around its side with breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stopping for lunch, we paid a visit to the marble carving shops at Marble Mountain. This mountain overlooked the first and largest US Marine Base, a spot overlooking China Beach where over a hundred thousand US Marines landed in 1965. I suppose it is a good thing that the students had no real interest in such historic trivia; our tour guide Phuoc explained that especially from May – July he leads dozens of American veterans who have a much harder time putting their painful memories from this place to rest. Perhaps inspired from the museum, Scuppy continued on her theme and proceeded to check out the funny bottoms here. Currently, she gets a real kick out of bottoms. Always gets a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/ha_darren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/ha_darren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we arrived at our hotel just outside Hoi An, we stopped in at a silk factory, the commodity that made this a thriving port town in the 1600’s. Hoi An was a red seal port, meaning it was one of the very few ports licensed to trade with an isolationist Ming-Qing China. China was in turmoil especially after the fall of the Ming in 1644. Chinese, Japanese and Portuguese trade associations made this small, once deep-water port their home, courtesy of the Vietnamese family that ruled this former Cham territory, the Nguyen. Hoi An had previously in the 13th and 14th century been a Cham port for the older but much smaller commerce in Indian and Chinese goods. After watching how silk is spun from a cocoon of the silkworm, we visited the showroom and Darren Schemmer, staying in character as an aspiring politician, chose a new silk tie for his growing collection. The factory is also one of many places that sells a kind of embroidered picture sewn by a team of ladies working in what seemed like pretty good conditions. The similarity to photographs is really incredible, and its all done by hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115477381020698606?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115477381020698606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115477381020698606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115477381020698606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115477381020698606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/hue-to-hoi.html' title='Hue to Hoi An'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115462485330619765</id><published>2006-08-03T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:34:52.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Minh Mang's Tomb</title><content type='html'>This morning, instead of lecturing about Minh Mang in the classroom, we hopped on the school van and toured the second Nguyen king's (r. 1820-1839) favorite hang-out spot and eventual tomb. Once there, I manage to get everyone while they were still fresh to pose around in the heat for a couple of group shots. I'm in a set of others we took with my slr camera and tripod, but they are not ready yet. Here is the gang of 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/mm_group.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/mm_group.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Following the morning visit, we had our first weekly exam and then I embarked on a series of missions to help set up students with their independent research projects. Genie Yoo is studying how to play "dan bau" a one-stringed instrument native to VN. Collin Radokovik is studying about American attempts to reform education in Vietnam in the 1960's, especially their activities in Hue. And Giosep Vo is studying the history of the Catholic Church in Vietnam, especially in Hue where there is a very large church designed by the architect Ngo Thuc Vien who built the very modern-looking Presidential Palace of Ngo Dinh Diem.  Some of the other students will be makiing their connectiosn next week.  Connie Chu is going to meet with a doctor who works extensively on Agent Orange issues.  Anna Nguyen is heading up our group's charitable contribution to an orphanage and will then work with another student traveling out to visit the orphanage.  Hue Pham and a few others will be participating in a cooking class, where I think Hue plans to spend more time shadowing the cook and learning about how restaurants are run in Hue.  On MOnday I'm taking Amy Linh Le out to visit Thien Mu Pagoda where she has expressed an interest in learning more about Buddhism in Hue and the Vu Lan Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/mm_redhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/200/mm_redhouse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture below from one of the elevated pavilions where the king used to enjoy music, receive his ministers, and spend time with his many wives. The wood carving and detail is especially well-preserved in several parts of the compound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115462485330619765?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115462485330619765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115462485330619765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115462485330619765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115462485330619765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/visiting-minh-mangs-tomb.html' title='Visiting Minh Mang&apos;s Tomb'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115453214514643211</id><published>2006-08-02T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:38:06.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Lectures in the Dragon Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/guest_lecture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/guest_lecture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we had the first of five weekly guest lectures in the afternoon in the Dragon Room at Thanh Noi Hotel. Today's topic was "College Life in Hue" and Dean Phuoc of the College of Foreign Languages presented a great talk on many aspects of student life in Hue. The talk was very well attended not only by our 12 Riverside students but also by about 35 Vietnamese students taking intensive English classes this summer at the college. In the lecture we had some great discussion, especially after one student asked about how VN people felt about WTO. Dr. Phuoc gave a critical perspective from a developing nation that I think few had considered coming from the US. We always tend to think Vietnam's an ascending dragon, ready to flood our markets with its' garments and other manufactures as our companies move production facilities to places like the Phu Bai Industrial Zone, a place built on top of what was once an American base...blacktop has many many uses, how ironic. But in fact, globalization also means a lot of marginally competitive VN enterprises get swamped by competition from imports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/miguel%26girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/miguel%26girls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ulterior motive for the talks succeeded beautifully - introducing and separating our 12 students into the larger contingent of English-speaking VN students from Hue. After the talk, Dr. Phuoc took off and as Hong-Anh and I left the hotel for dinner, we saw the students engaged in conversation. Darren Schemmer headed out with one student on his bike, surely on his way to a cafe. And I don't think Miguel Barrangan noticed at first, but his audience of rapt listeners were all women. I particularly like the expression of the girl on the right who looks pretty put out that I caught them in the act of pursuing him. Miguel didn't seem to mind the attention, however.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115453214514643211?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115453214514643211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115453214514643211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115453214514643211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115453214514643211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/guest-lectures-in-dragon-room.html' title='Guest Lectures in the Dragon Room'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115442175780764155</id><published>2006-08-01T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:44:29.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoon Downpour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/rain.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/rain.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if the students will notice the terrific monsoon downpour we are having in Hue this afternoon as they are just getting out of their language class and maybe not yet on their way back to the hotel. I'm in my room watching Scuppy who is sleeping and having a monumental power nap of two hours. There is nothing that can quite compare to the experience of the buildup and then the final opening up of the skies that is a summer rainstorm in Vietnam. Its especially great when the streets have been so hot and steaming for the last few days. By the way, Hong Anh, Xuan Anh and I have our own family and friends blog at &lt;a href="http://scuppy.blogspot.com"&gt;scuppy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Check it out to see what we're doing in Hue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115442175780764155?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115442175780764155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115442175780764155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115442175780764155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115442175780764155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/monsoon-downpour.html' title='Monsoon Downpour'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115442062245605347</id><published>2006-08-01T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T01:23:42.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hue Food Cooking Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/collin_making_banh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/collin_making_banh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being the royal capital, means that Hue was also the center for the making of royal food and since the 1600's has been a culinary wonderland, blending all manner of delicious tropical fruits with seafood and all kinds of delightful rice dishes. Fortunately the long years of struggle with French colonials and hamburger-eating Americans plus about fifteen years of drab Soviet Socialism did nothing to dull the tastebuds of Hue people. After visiting some sites on a steamy afternoon, we entered a famous local restaurant where the chef taught us how to make steamed rice cakes, thus further steaming us in the hot kitchen before I persuaded the chef to let us make rice cakes out on the veranda. Here Collin Radakovik makes "banh la", a rice cake stuffed with ground shrimp and crab in a banana leaf that is then steamed. I'm working with Collin to shave the beard as he, like many a French lieutenant who came to Hue in the 1860's before him, is going to be very, very hot here wearing the beard and long hair. Fortunately people here are into styled long hair, so he might manage to get to an asian barbershop for a locally styled do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/kissing_empress.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/kissing_empress.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we made about three different steamable dishes, we were then directed over to another table where after some twenty minutes we were then able to eat our own cooking. Had the chef only told me this before, I would have worked harder! Should have known. Anyways, except for a few dumplings too heavy on rice and not enough shrimp and a few blanks with no shrimp in them at all, everything tasted great. To celebrate our making royal food, Giosep Vo and Anna Nguyen donned the royal garb so we could eat in the presence of a king and queen. The queen today was definitely assertive, like many Vietnamese heroines before. Is the king shy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115442062245605347?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115442062245605347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115442062245605347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115442062245605347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115442062245605347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/hue-food-cooking-class.html' title='Hue Food Cooking Class'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115441951294738613</id><published>2006-08-01T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T01:05:12.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger and Elephant Fights at the Coliseum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/ho%20quyen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/ho%20quyen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Monday afternoon we visited a coliseum built by the Nguyen king in 1802 to hold his once annual sporting event, kind of like a bullfight but with a tiger and an elephant. The tigers came through the little doors and the elephant through a much bigger one. Like bullfights, odds favored one animal--the elephant.  This was because it was the king's mode of transport and the equivalent for the royal army of an Abrams tank while Ong Ho (Mr. Tiger) represented everything wild in society as they were the kings of the forest. The construction of this place and many of the royal structures in Hue reflects a strong European architectural influence as they relied extensively on the help of European military officers and technicians and developing their early modern Vietnamese fortifications and military technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115441951294738613?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115441951294738613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115441951294738613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115441951294738613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115441951294738613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/08/tiger-and-elephant-fights-at-coliseum.html' title='Tiger and Elephant Fights at the Coliseum'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115436615123335533</id><published>2006-07-31T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T00:55:48.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/welcome.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are off and running in Hue beginning with our welcome reception held in a lovely open air restaurant with the staff of Hue University's College of Foreign Languages. Besides the Dean and the University's Vice Chancellor for International Relations, there were several Hue history professors attending and a great bunch of junior staffers who will be working with our group as Vietnamese teachers, interpreters on our two weekend trips, and support staff in the office. Junior staffers received UCR ballcaps while senior staff received an assortment of gifts from UCR-pens and moneyclips. In this pic, the Vice Chancellor very happily shows the UCR banner I picked up before leaving. I didn't bungle the introductions too badly, and the UCR students all showed up dressed to the nines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115436615123335533?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115436615123335533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115436615123335533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115436615123335533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115436615123335533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-festivities.html' title='Welcome Festivities'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31835068.post-115416696110078979</id><published>2006-07-29T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T00:57:25.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving in Hue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/1600/moongate.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7657/3418/320/moongate.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Chao! Welcome to Hue! Today is the official start of the UCR Summer Travel Study Program in Hue Vietnam. For the next five weeks, we'll explore this former imperial city of pre-colonial Vietnam and surrounding areas of Central Vietnam. The class "Vietnam Wars" is being led by me, David Biggs, a history prof at Riverside. My wife, a Hue girl once removed and pictured here with Scuppy, will be assisting Hue University staff on offering a course on Vietnamese language. Pictured here is the 1833 Moon Gate entrance into the Royal Palace. It is copied from the Chinese Forbidden City model but includes some uniquely Vietnamese and even Western features. We are staying at Thanh Noi Hotel just a short walk from here, inside the walls of the "old" city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31835068-115416696110078979?l=ucrss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/feeds/115416696110078979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31835068&amp;postID=115416696110078979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115416696110078979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31835068/posts/default/115416696110078979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ucrss.blogspot.com/2006/07/arriving-in-hue.html' title='Arriving in Hue'/><author><name>David Biggs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02337031695932606901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XzFojElwUYg/TEdZBUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pnC2PogUXdg/S220/mugshot'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
