friend. its been a long time since my old friend and i met. a hell of a lot of road with this guy. ♪ one of the great joys of life is riding a scooter through vietnam. to be part of this mysterious, thrilling, beautiful choreography. thousands upon thousands of people, families, friends, lovers, each an individual story glimpsed for a second or two in passing, sliding alongside, pouring like a torrent through the city. a flowing, gorgeous thing. as you ride, you not only see, but overhear a hundred intimate moments in miniature.