Glass case of emotion.

Went to go see Ho Chi Minh today in his glass box. It's pretty crazy. It was our 3rd attempt to go and see him. The first time we went too late - the place is only open from 8 to 11 in the morning. Yesterday we got up a bit late and then got a bit disorientated and got there at 11:03. Today we finally made it and got to go inside to see Uncle Minh. It's quite weird. He's perfectly preserved and looks a bit like a wax work. He's just lay there looking pretty dead, but what can you really expect?

[Edit: Before we could go into the mausoleum (picture below) we had to check our bags in and queue up to get in. As we were walking in we were laughing about something and the guard told us to shush and gave us a deathly stare. It was serious business seeing Ho Chi Minh.] 

Interesting fact I learnt from Anna and Eva -  Ho Chi actually means Uncle and is apparently more respectful than Father because the eldest son is the head of the family is 'Uncle' or something like that. Someone else could probably explain that one better.

Edit: I read somewhere else that he is quite often referred to as Uncle Ho so I don't know if any of his name actually means 'Uncle' but people do still call him Uncle!