At my father’s suggestion, I went to the rooftop at the Rex Hotel in HCMC, Vietnam. They have a great area with a small garden and a stage for live music. The bar used to host “Five o’clock follies” for journalists during the war. I knew it would be a little more expensive for a drink but I was there for the atmosphere. As I sat down and wrote in my journal, a lady approached and asked if I would like to join her and her boss at their table. I had run into them on the elevator. I decided why not and moved to join them. I had a wonderful evening and stayed a lot longer than I had originally planned but it was great!