
I have been in my new role for the last 3-4 weeks, and it has been a strange phenomena moving from an environment where I knew “everything”to somewhere I know nothing. In the first couple of weeks I sat in meetings held in English where I did not understand a word of what they were talking about. The use of acronyms is staggering – amixture of UN jargon, HIV/AIDS technicalities, Vietnamese Ministries, Politicians and Donors – has left my head spinning. Slowly though the jigsaw is piecing together and I think I stunned everyone at the weekly team meeting when the question was asked of the room what UNGASS stood for and it was me that shouted out the answer. ActuallyI stunned myself, I had no idea that had sunk in! I am also beginningto get to grips with the finances and the cash which as ever helps.
The people here in the office though have been incredibly friendly. It is a mixture of international staff from all over the world and thenational team. The office is next to the

Hanoi football stadium, and when standing on the 4th floor you have a great view of the pitch. There has been one big match on to date, and as I fought my way home it made me smile to see people lining up with their eyes to the cracks in the doors to catch a bit of the action. It is all a little different from Chelsea, Ricoh and Madjeski where I used to attend meetings. I did get a bit of a shock the other day though when I was waiting for someone in the 4th floor office, and peered over the side of the building to the neighbours roof to see a man striding about in his pants. That is not a view that I saw everyday in Uxbridge!

Life continues to be very sociable. I have done loads including representing the office at the Queens Birthday Party Celebration to hanging out at Beer Hois which are fantastic little dives where they serve fresh beer – it has to be drunk in a few days, and is incredibly cheap, delicious and cold, and as I keep telling myself very much apart of the local culture (though maybe not for women)… It also generally means that I end up perching on chairs or stools that would be classified as children’s furniture at home, much to the amusement of the other patrons who are somewhat smaller in stature to myself.
People are incredibly friendly though, and I often find myself in conversations on the bus or in the street explaining what my name is, where I am from, how old I am, yes I am working here and no I am not married.
Slowly but surely I think that I am getting into the groove of

things,having my own place to live and finally understanding the bus system to work have all helped. It has been a bit tougher than I imagined, but all the better for that. I do like a challenge,
I hope this finds you all well and happy,
Jean