Wild, Busy, Crazy place
Nov 6
Today I was picked up at the airport in Hanoi by my young english speaking guide. He will travel with me on my entire trip to the north. My guide told me that 10 years ago the dream was to have a bicycle, now it is to have a car and big house. After checking into my hotel, I walked into the madness of Hanoi: 5 million people, motorcycles everywhere, street vendors covering every inch of sidewalk, constant horn beeping, noise, winding maze of streets, small narrow shops (picture 1 and 2). I walked to a park (it's their Central Park)with a large lake in the middle of this bustling city. It took me 20 minutes to find a resturaunt that was only 3 blocks away. Luckily the menu was in English. There are few street lights, so you just cross the streets with hundreds of fast moving vehicles, mostly motorcycles, coming at you hoping you make it to the other side in one piece. The computer at this internet cafe is soooo slow. The time difference to Denver is at least 14 hours. I am going to take a shower and go to sleep. Tommorow is a full day tour of Hanoi, and then an overnight train to Sapa.
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