Crossing the street

Yes, this deserves it's own post. So far, nothing has made my heart beat faster than having to cross the street here in Ho Chi Minh City. It's scary because their are 4 million scooters, many buses, cars and cabs. Mia says, 'In Regina, you would never cross the steet in front of a moving bus' Here, you have no choice. We have a family mantra/chant while we cross the street. First, we all hold hands. Then we say in unison 'Don't stop, don't run, just walk' 'Don't stop, don't run, just walk' We always make it safely, and Ava's walk always ends in tears and a comment 'I'm never doing that again'