It’s March 8th, which in Vietnam means vacation from school—for some—and long days at work for flower sellers and bakeries. I went the standard route today, buying classic red roses (not pictured because I was too focused on the food) at a shop nearby my home and small cakes from L’Epicerie du Metropole, which weren’t all consumed at one time but definitely all nibbled on.
When I was at the flower shop purchasing roses I met a gentleman in his mid-thirties who was also buying roses. Instead of one bouquet, though, he was buying two. He asked me if I was buying roses for my girlfriend. I answered and then asked him if he was buying roses for his girlfriend or wife. He answered, “Both.” Such is a day in the life of a young, attractive businessman in a capital city.