Tuyen
He owns the bikes that carried us along the way,
Made sure everything ran smooth, no chance to go astray.
With patient words, he answered every question right,
No rush, no stress, just calm and steady guiding light.
Through roads of Vietnam, a land he holds so dear,
He shared his home with pride, his passion crystal clear.
We tasted fruits unknown, fresh picked along the way,
And saw through him how much it takes — what we forget to value day by day.
And dressed in bright Hawaiian shirts, so bold and so unique,
A business look so different — full of color, charm, and chic.
So lets have a toast for our best dressed business man.
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Sebastien, Tsu Chien
A Frenchman in Vietnam, a man of two hearts,
Where cultures collide, yet blend in their parts.
With French charm so easy and Vietnamese grace,
You feel both his worlds in his smile and his face.
At dawn he looks like he just rolled from bed,
Hair going every way, sleep still in his head.
But give him a moment — then clear you can see,
That wild biker style is just how he’ll be.
He seems to know everyone, every face in the land,
From kitchens to living rooms, he’s welcomed firsthand.
With stools by the roadside or homes tucked away,
He’s a guest among friends wherever he may stay.
A road captain through and through, steady and true,
Carved out of good wood — one of the very few.
So lets have a toast for the one who is born to be wild:
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Shankar
When you say Shankar, you’ve already said it all,
No need for more words, no need to recall.
Born of Austria and India, a blend rare and wide,
A traveler of worlds with both cultures inside.
He’s traveled far and wide, with stories to explore,
With Nisha by his side, who gives him freedom still for more.
Of cultures and history, he speaks with such might,
Each tale comes alive, vivid and bright.
With drama in voice, every sentence a show,
You feel every high and each whispering low.
A tour guide by calling, with passion so true,
With heart and conviction in all that he’ll do.
Yet he laughs and complains, with a grin ear to ear,
“No one ever listens!” — though all want to hear.
So lets do a final toast just for Shankar who brought us all together here.