Christmas Saigon Style

We’re home!  And almost over jet-lag.  (I’m weirdly dizzy today.  Can’t decide if it’s jetlag or completely unrelated)  And now I have a lot of pictures to go through!  Posting as I get them organized into logical order…

 

One thing I didn’t expect to see in Vietnam was much in the way of Christmas decorations. What with it being a communist majority non-Christian country, I just assumed it wasn’t observed much there. Silly me. What I should have realized is that Christmas has become a commercialized day – and stores in Saigon are more than happy to seize upon anything that brings in shoppers. The question isn’t “will they decorate for Christmas?” It’s “How can they top each other?” In addition to the over-the-top style decorations, everywhere we went they were playing the most manic versions of Christmas carols I’ve ever heard. This one played repeatedly at our hotel – paired with the rapidly blinking lights on the lobby Christmas tree, it’s a wonder I didn’t have a heart attack every time we got off the elevator:

(I challenge you to let that song play as you scroll through the rest of these pictures; see if you are able to think one clear thought with that as your background music!)

And when we went out, here’s just a few of the many holiday sites we saw in Saigon and Vung Tau…

It's a troop of guerilla santas scaling a department store.  I don't know why.
It’s a troop of guerilla santas scaling a department store. I don’t know why.
It's a Christmas Tree.  Made of beer cans.
It’s a Christmas Tree. Made of beer cans.
Shawn the Sheep!
Shawn the Sheep!
Just one of many questionable Santas we saw.
Just one of many questionable Santas we saw.
Is it just me or does it look like Santa is sleeping off a bender on his front porch?
Is it just me or does it look like Santa is sleeping off a bender on his front porch?
Merry C-h-r-i-s-h-a-s-t ?
Merry C-h-r-i-s-h-a-s-t ?
The Santa Biker Gang.  (There were like 20 of them, and they had some kind of advertisement sash, so we assumed it was like street advertising or something.)
The Santa Biker Gang. (There were like 20 of them, and they had some kind of advertisement sash, so we assumed it was like street advertising or something.)
YO.  Merry Christmas.  Peace Out.
YO. Merry Christmas. Peace Out.

No Christmas outfit is complete without bunny ears.

No Christmas outfit is complete without bunny ears.
He sees you when you're sleeping.  He knows when you're awake.
He sees you when you’re sleeping. He knows when you’re awake.
Why ride in a sleigh when you can hop on the back of a moto?
Why ride in a sleigh when you can hop on the back of a moto?
Non La La La La La La.(One of the trees at our beach resort.  A place blissfully devoid of manic music or garish decorations.)
Non La La La La La La.
(One of the trees at our beach resort. A place blissfully devoid of manic music or garish decorations.)
Even the Baby Jesus is more sparkly in Vietnam.  We saw a lot of these "nativity" decorations in the provinces near the beach.  I'm guessing it's a much more Catholic area.
Even the Baby Jesus is more sparkly in Vietnam. We saw a lot of these “nativity” decorations in the provinces near the beach. I’m guessing it’s a much more Catholic area.
Seen in the shopping district of Vung Tau.  We called him "Hey Baby" Jesus.  (In Joey Tribbiani's voice:"How you doin'?")
Seen in the shopping district of Vung Tau. We called him “Hey Baby” Jesus. (In Joey Tribbiani’s voice:”How you doin’?”)
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2 thoughts on “Christmas Saigon Style

  1. Love these! Is it just me, though, or does the scale of the first baby Jesus seem a bit off? Look at his size compared to Mary and Jo. Doesn’t JC look to be more of a high schooler lying in a manger?

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