A week after I returned to Saigon, I got burned by the exhaust pipe of a recently parked motorbike. I've been sitting on motorbikes for several months now, and have had no real problems. I've been on the back of motorbikes that have been magically manuevered through the crowded streets, and have survive without a single scratch or nick. I walk past a parked motorbike and I get burned.
The burn mark is about twice the size of a quarter, just as round, and was really red and puffy. But now, it is only black and healing nicely. I think I will have a scar to remember Vietnam by.
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