When I went to Vietnam for three weeks, it made me realize how much I “love” America. We have it really really really really good here.
Clean environment, good public safety, ample education opportunities, and plenty of good paying jobs.
So when I read stories like this:
It makes me sad.
Also, one of my main complaints about Vietnam was all the litter on the floor. People threw garbage everywhere. Sad to say, I was naive to think that it was a third world problem.
The other day I was in one of San Francisco’s poorer neighborhood, much like the neighborhood I grew up in, and I was surprised that I did not remember how dirty it was.