Saigon:
Minus the US military and related, Saigon seems much the same. Not as hot and poluted as I remember, but even more motorbikes.  The roads look like a flowing river of them.
Prices are about 1/3 of those in the US.  The people are friendly.  The bureaucrats are like bureaucrats everywhere, but not a problem.
Yesterday we walked around the city and specifically toured the Reunification Palace (where the NVA tank broke through the wall; the scene that symbolizes the end of the war) and the War Remnants Museum.  The latter was a very emotional tour for me and, I believe, for Rick.  More than once, we (I cannot really speak for Rick) had to go sit down, out of the way, and collect our emotions.  I determined before I started this blog that I would avoid discussion of the politics and morality of the war.  That greatly limits what I feel like writing this morning.  Suffice to say that I did not see or learn much that I had not already known.  However, it was powerful to see it through the eyes of the Vietnamese.  TR