Tunnel of Love

I wasn't going to write anything this evening, but after reading everyone's lovely comments, I felt like I had to give something back!
I spent most of the day on a bus today. Not entirely pleasant, but I got to see some of the countryside. We went Northwest of Saigon to a temple of the Cao Dai--a religion that started in Vietnam and is a blend of Western and Eastern philosphy. I wish I could tell you more, but my lack of context/knowledge of the area + the extreme difficulty in understanding what people are saying = half the time I have no idea what's going on.
It rained today, which was nice, because it cooled stuff down.
I woke up, jet lagged, at 5:30, unable to sleep anymore. What better way to pass the time than do practice yoga! So I did my whole practice. It only took me an hour, which is pretty fast for me--I think I was breathing faster because it's hot or because I'm in a new place (for the uninitiated, breath sets the pace of the whole practice).
More bus time after the temple (sorry this is not chronological), we went to the Cu Chi Tunnels. After the area had been defoliated in the war, the people who lived in Cu Chi built a gigantic network of tunnels so they could keep fighting in the area. We had the opportunity to crawl through 100 meters of tunnel. UNPLEASANT! is the only way to describe it. Pitch black, hunched over and hot. And, that part of the tunnels had been widened to accomodate Westerners--so it was once even smaller.
We got funneled through a couple tourist traps today, perhaps the function of being with a large group. I booked a 3-day tour through the Mekong delta and I have a feeling it will be just as tourist trapy. Eeew. But, it is the easiest way to see the region. And I'm still largely unfamiliar with how to travel all alone here. It's also disconcerting to always need a translator.
I will probably be out of contact till Friday. I hope you are all well!