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	<title>halfwaymag.com</title>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 21:03:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Vietnam: Going Home</title>
		<link>http://halfwaymag.com/archives/2005/07/01/vietnam-going-home/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anh Dao</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Photo Essays</category>
	<category>Features</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[As a Vietnamese adoptee, I always searched for a sense of legitimacy, a sense of purpose, and somewhere to place myself comfortably in the spectrum of identity. ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>As a Vietnamese adoptee, I always searched for a sense of legitimacy, a sense of purpose, and somewhere to place myself comfortably in the spectrum of identity.  I always belonged to myriad worlds - my estranged birthplace, the Middle Eastern countries in which I spent my youth, the activist communities I&#8217;ve clung to, etc.  Eventually, I came to refer to myself as &#8220;misplaced baggage&#8221; - something lost in transit. </p>
	<p>At the age of thirty I decided to take a backpacking trip through Vietnam.  I chose to go alone, as I felt that it was important to focus on my experiences without distraction.  Traveling alone also provided me with the solitude I needed to focus on my primary goal all along - to capture Vietnam on film.  My photos capture my daily life there - and to me, they are fresh in the sense that they come from the perspective of someone visiting her birthplace for the first time.  There is a wonder there and an excitement.  Each face and place is extraordinary.  I did find pieces of myself there, but more so I found peace with myself and my life in transit. <img src="/article-end.gif" alt="End of Article" /></p>
	<p>There are 10 photographs in this series.</p>
	<p><em>Anh Dao is a Contributor</em>
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