Still, the week remains rife with celebration.
Families are taking leisurely lunches in impromptu sidewalk dining rooms framed by red plastic furniture. Large plates of meat, noodles, fruit and assorted "special foods" are handed around. Buckets of ice stand ready to chill beer as it hits the glass. Streets swell with domestic tourists from north and south visiting one of their most beautiful cities. In these moments, it's especially clear that Vietnamese people are intently focused on enjoying the present and building the future.
When I first moved to Vietnam three years ago, I didn't know if being American would sour my interactions with Vietnamese people, especially because Da Nang hosted many American soldiers. Completely to the contrary, I am often asked about my country and enthusiastically invited to sit, eat, talk and have fun.
My nationality turned out to be a non-issue. A combination of the fact that my age clearly exempts me from any direct involvement, American pop culture is prevalent and the war is old news made me acutely aware that Americans are no longer the enemy, despite our tendency to re-examine the past.
It's incredible to me how far Vietnam has come in the last 40 years but looking around at the hard working Vietnamese shop owners who have opted to stay open and cater to visitors, it's no wonder how they got here.