It sounds like Da Nang is a lot like NYC. I remember the first time I visited there I was kind of shocked by the constant horn honking. It's just incesent, all the time. Everyone is in such a hurry to get from point a to point b. I was talking to my dad the other day and mentioned that you lived in Da Nang. He said it was mostly huts when he was there and they didn't really get to spend too much time in the actual city. He said the only time the got to go out was to check the local stores every now and then to see how much stuff was being stolen from the base and sold on the black market.