I learned to use chopsticks for the first time at that food court, right after my discovery of Tiger Beer. Despite my love for Asian food growing up, I'd never been able to master those little bamboo widdles that always made grains of rice seem so daunting. With the help of a patient friend and a determined "when in Rome" attitude, I conquered them that day.
Into incense? Imagine these babies outside of your house.
Family-style meals make for some interesting dinner companions, who sometimes even invite themselves to your table.
And finally, before the ship docked, en route to Vietnam, I wrote these words:
At the end of each port, I always seem to have the same conversation with a local I've befriended: "I love this place. I don't want to leave."