Dalat; a funny episode

On the Dalat day tour we visited the highest mountain top there.  One of our group of 8 was a gouty Texan 63 yrs of age and looking every year of it, paunchy, creaking getting around, but nice and funny.  To get to the mountain, we went up and up in our minivan a long way.  Then arriving at a parking lot, we buy a ticket and transfer all 8 of us into an old Russian (covered) jeep meant for 4 people not 9 with driver.  We roar, and I do mean roar up the curvy road through the lovely pine forest, at a stomach moving rate of swerving and bumping and CO2 fumes.
Once at the apex, there are some little diversions, but the most amusing is an old Russian jeep.  The two attendants dress-up the willing in military boots, pants, jacket, helmet, etc and then give them an assortment of weaponry to hold as well as rocket launchers.
Mr. Gouty Texan went from that to General Patton in minutes - the transformation would have been a miracle in any Catholic country.  I could not stop laughing as he really got into it and held up one weapon after another while they photographed him with his own camera.  That is is Viet mail order wife behind him.  No, she is neither young nor pretty - apparently never was.  She can barely speak two words of English even to him, and they claim to have been together several years.  I can't figure it out, but good for them.

Just now it looks in this photo as tho the old jeep has an oil leak standing still.