Patience, my dear Grasshoppers…

Yikes! Can it really be more than two weeks since I last pecked here? Goodness, but time flies when…

Wait! I’ve not really been having all that “good” of a time here lately. Nope, (thankfully) no catastrophes. Haven’t been tossed into a Communist prison for protesting a shortage of noodles in my Pho. Nor run over in the street by a swarm of motorbikes (yet!)

Alas, just bogged down with a sudden overload of “cover” classes for a fellow teach who’s slipped off on holiday for the past few weeks with his visiting British family (lucky bloke!) Suddenly, I’ve TRIPLED my teach load – from a mere 2 classes per week (my dear Juniors and Seniors on Saturday and Sunday) to 5 classes per week plus a new private tutoring class at my chum Hang’s new “English Cutting Edge” English school.

That’s 12 lesson plans vs. my usual leisurely 4 each week. No doubt a mere drop in the bucket for an experienced Teach. But with a bunch of new students (ranging from bare to but a modicum of English skills), this new Teach has surely had her hands full. Ah but my wandering co-worker returns this weekend, so I should soon go back to my preferred part-time teach status.

I have lots to share with all of you – a goodly post on my experience teaching EFL in general (with… I believe I even have a video of one of my classes), plus…

I’m already starting to get the itch to explore this corner of globe a bit further afield – a plan to swiftly duck into Cambodia to drop-jaw at the legendary Angkor Wat come May (during my usual Monday – Friday teach-free time), as well as my BIG plan whence my 6 month teach contract finishes at the end of July (am seriously planning a month volunteering in Mongolia for starters.)

All of which is to say… Patience dear loyal TravelnLass readers. With any luck the usual blather here shall soon resume in earnest.

Tags: ESL, saigon

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Dyanne Off-the-beaten-path travel is my passion,and I’ve always lived life “like-a-kid-in-a-candy-store” – eager to sample as many flavors as I can. Indeed, my life motto has long been: This ain’t a dress rehearsal, folks!