When I first drove in Bangkok and on its expressways, my immediate reaction was: "These lanes feel a bit narrow." So after reading news about proposals to narrow inner-city car lanes in Vietnam, I was pleased.

I have often had unpleasant experiences with the superior attitude and abrupt questioning of airport staff during check-in.

At the height of my career two decades ago, I was an HR manager earning a steady VND15 million (US$570) a month, a job many would call safe. But one question unsettled me: What if I lose this job after 40?

The ongoing debate about Filipino teachers not being "native" oversimplifies the real issue and ignores important facts. Let's set the record straight.

A complaint from a VnExpress reader about Filipinos teaching "native English" lessons has sparked strong reactions, with many readers defending Filipinos as highly qualified English teachers and emphasizing that non-native accents are not a problem.

I'm not surprised that Tan Son Nhat and Noi Bai are among the worst airports in the world — I'm so used to their flight delays.

Each student at my child's school pays VND300,000 (US$11.37) a month to learn English with a foreign teacher, but the school hires non-native English speakers.

I have a cousin whose child has attended an international school for many years, but their English proficiency remains mediocre.

It pains me to see so many Vietnamese students pouring huge sums of money into IELTS exams, only to be trapped in a cycle of expiry dates and retests.

I feel embarrassed by a recent incident at a restaurant in Germany, where a group of Vietnamese guests caused a commotion, banging spoons, screaming out for staff over a missing chili pot, and speaking loudly.

After two decades of living in a European country, I've learned that pet ownership isn't just about love; it's about responsibility.

I used to spend two or three hours every day scrolling through Facebook, reading comments, liking posts, and following everything on the platform. Eventually, it reached a point where I knew I needed help.

Looking at the iced milk coffee that was one-third condensed milk, my friend excitedly took a big sip, only to shake his head and stick out his tongue: "Too sweet."

Years ago at a Bangkok airport, staff let my overweight bag through after finding it was filled with books. That small act of flexibility left me grateful, and made me think about how fragile the balance is between rules, fairness, and service culture in aviation.

I studied English the traditional way, through textbooks and dictionaries. After decades, no matter how long or complex a sentence is, I can still grasp the main idea.

I’ve lived and worked in Vietnam for nearly 30 years. As someone who runs a business here, I've long considered one coffee chain a convenient and comfortable place for informal meetings, casual catch-ups, and a decent cup of tea.

After 10 seconds standing behind an old motorbike at a red light, I began to feel short of breath, my head started to spin, and the girl behind me couldn't stop coughing.

I live and work in the heart of Hanoi. Most days, I get around by bicycle, timing my rides to avoid rush hours so I can steer clear of the worst traffic and save money. It's a small habit that makes city life just a little less stressful.

With Long Thanh International Airport expected to open by early next year, or even as soon as December, readers are voicing a key concern: how travelers will get there quickly from Ho Chi Minh City.