Today
was our third day of wandering around Old Town Hanoi, Vietnam. This place is a
maze of streets teaming with people, motorcycles, cars honking horns, bicycles,
and carts. There is a very active street life, with lots happing on the
sidewalks, which are for everything—cafes, restaurants, motorcycle parking,
cooking—but walking. People walk on the street, life happens on the sidewalks.
There are very few traffic signal lights or stop signs in the old part of town.
Drivers and pedestrians simply flow into the intersections and bulldoze there
way through it. It sounds dangerous, but it seems to work. We’ve only seen one
accident so far. On the other hand, we’ve almost been run over a dozen or more
times.
We
were here seven year ago. In that time, we noticed that outside the city things
seem much more prosperous. Inside the city, things seem unchanged. One thing I
have noticed. The first few times we were here, there were many American
tourists and few European tourists, unlike Thailand where there were few
Americans and many Europeans. Now, the Americans were in Thailand and Europeans
are here in Hanoi.
I’m
loving the street life. It is so interesting. It takes a great deal of energy
to deal with it all. I seem bombarded from all directions the whole time we’re
out and about. It’s an assault on all the senses. It is draining.
We
are here in Hanoi only one more full day. On Tuesday morning we drive up to
Halong Bay. We’ll cruse on the bay overnight and then come back to Hanoi on
Wednesday, and then leave for Ho Chi Min City on Thursday morning. I think the
timing is good. Much as I enjoy the street life here, this is not a city I need
to spend a lot of time in.
The
shining star of this city is the food. There are great hole-in-the-wall
restaurants everywhere. The local food is so different from the Vietnamese
restaurants back home. It’s much better here. The Pho, Bun, Baggett sandwiches,
five-spiced chicken, it’s all so great here. We’ve had one delightful meal
after another.
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