Today I bicycled to the Japanese Bridge, where I had my palm read buy a tiny, weathered old woman sitting on the bridge. I decided to have my palm read mostly because this woman was so incredibly interesting to me. The only elderly woman I've met in Vietnam who speaks fluent English, she told me she was married to an American army captain, who died in the war in 1968. They had no children together, and now she spends her days sitting on the bridge telling fortunes. Apparently people come there specifically for her readings. I feel as though she would make for such an interesting character in a novel... her life seems so unexpected and different, and contains so many contradictions... A Vietnamese married to the enemy, widowed by the hands of her own people, now toothless and telling fortunes to tourists in fluent English, or to locals in Vietnamese. So much life in such a little lady.
So, here's the course of my life, according to her:
Next year I'll date an older man, 30, who I will meet through my new job. Then at 25 or 27 (unclear) I'll marry a Japanese. We will live in the US. I'll have two boys around the age of 35, and one girl at 40. I'll be successful in my work, and I'll work very hard.
Lets see....
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