I really liked Saigon, and I really like the name “Saigon.” I think the traffic was one of the sights to see; it was crazy, so I rode in it, and took photos.

Here’s a self-timed portrait with my host, Charles. Look how dope we are chillin’ for the camera and holding up two fingers. It was great staying with him, and not in a guesthouse or hostel; it made me feel slightly legitimate.