Posts include days 258-283 in chronological order. Also includes 1 day in Singapore. Click to read each short story.
I went on a tour to My Son Sanctuary. Some of the ruins had standing buildings that we could enter, but most were rubble. We walked from site to site among stones strewn around the grass. I was alone in the most romantic city and thankfully, I had the chance to meet up with fellow travelers that I had met recently.
Concerned, I said, “But I have four of them stuck in my leg. What do I do?” The man said, “You can’t pull them out. Even if you tried, they would disintegrate into your blood. It falls apart like charcoal. It will absorb into your bloodstream and then it will take a few months for your blood to get rid of it. I’m more concerned about your other leg because that coral really scratched it up.”
Tourists could try to fit, lower themselves into the hole, and then put a wooden cover on top of them that had leaves and dirt on it to blend in. It was sobering to see tunnels that people lived in during the war, and trap that killed Americans like they were animals.
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