day seven in saigon. the work has started, at least where meetings and heavier paperwork are concerned. i'm actually glad that i'm busy, compared to the first few "settling down" days. when you're busy, the homesickness goes away.
these past two days work would start at 9 am and carry on til 8 or 9 in the evening. day-long directorial discussions with the stars in some spiffy Saigon Hotel called The Park Hyatt. tweet-twoot. when you're inside one of its suites you realize that there IS a world-of-the-wealthy out there...until you actually look out the window and see the third-world streets of Saigon. haha. that's not dissin it, cause it is, somehow, beautiful. in a strange, familiar way.
like manila.
ahhh! home! miss ko na kayooooo....
miss ko na si...
pati na rin si...
at syempre, si...
there's still a meeting later this evening. i'm back to creative-assistant mode. haha. that was my first job in the cinema industry. four long years ago, which lasted for about a year-and-a-half until i decided that i'd had enough of paperwork and resigned. now i'm back to familiar modus operandi. minute-taking. script-critiquing. paperwork, paperwork, paperwork.
i don't mind. i'm in vietnam. in less than a week i'll be working on the field. venturing through new adventures. plus the direk likes what i'm doing. knock-on-wood. i would rather be here than anywhere.
well, except home. hahah.
or hongkong. or paris. or rome. or london. heehaw.
truth is, i miss home a lot, but i'm dreading the day when i will have to go home and face a problem that was there before i left. dreading it, badly. just remembering it makes me want to forget it again and busy myself with the things-to-do here.
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