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Hanoi: Day 1

We got settled in our rooms by around 3pm and spent the rest of the day just walking around exploring. One thing to get used to are massive volumes of motorbikes in use and how traffic will stop for nobody. I’m not saying Philly or New York drivers are particularly pedestrian-friendly, but but there’s a much greater understanding here that you can’t rely on lights and right of way to help you cross a street. You just have to weave yourself in between the vehicles as they fly down the road. Also, when you see a family of four packed onto one Vespa scooter, it’s hard to justify the “need” for suburban SUVs in the U.S.

I feel like an idiot for not knowing much Vietnamese. Even if I can formulate the sentence in my head (which itself is rare), pronouncing it in an intelligible way is another matter. I don’t feel too bad, though: a shop proprietor noted to my parents that they must not be Vietnamese since their accents were off. My father corrected her, but it’s clear that decades away from the homeland have an undeniable affect on your ability to merge back in.

First meal here was a bowl of pho that was red instead of the usual brownish broth. It wasn’t bad, especially for under a buck fifty.

1 Response to “Hanoi: Day 1”

  1. 1 EKDS5k

    A dollar fifty? You got ripped off.

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