Anyone who has visited a developing country realizes that infrastructure, especially road construction and maintenance, can be an iffy thing at best.
This ingenious solution occurs on the street where I reside in my rather swank hotel. What I love most about the problem with the pothole is rather than get up in arms about it, people just jury-rigged it with local materials.
Old piece of lumber – check.
Torn squarish drywall – check
Decorative plant – check
Green vinyl lampshade – check (which in my mind was deposited by some late night reveller staggering about after some ‘happy water’.)
I do adore Vietnam.
Dust, heat and potholes.