Vietnam--Get ready, Get Set, Run For Your Life!
Trip Start
Mar 17, 2005
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Trip End
Mar 13, 2006
Two hours after leaving Hong Kong we touched down in Hanoi, Vietnam. Fittingly, the opening sentence in our Lonely Planet Guidebook suggested the following, "Spend some time meditating on the plane or bus before arriving, because Vietnam will rush you like a thousand motorcycles at once." It couldn't be more correct, and Amy and I found ourselves playing a real-life game of frogger at every point we wanted to cross the street. I would love to be in the motorcycle industry here, you'd probably make millions based on the volume. At each stoplight there were around 200 of them waiting, not kidding.
Hanoi is excellent. It used to have a heavy French influence as Matt enjoyed with daily chocolate croissants. Hanoi is a cute town, with lots of good shopping and a lake around it. Women do workouts at nighttime around the lake with music blaring. We also took in a interesting water puppet show where there were puppets under the water acting out to the music. It was pretty fascinating and exceeded our expectations.
A local recommended a fantastic restaurant, so we headed there to try it out. There was only one other caucasian in the place, and as soon as we showed up all mayhem broke loose. He started passing out and throwing up. Matt immediately ran over to help him, and we didn't have a clue what was happening but tried to help amidst a constant rumble of panicking Vietnamese people. We were able to control the situation and managed to call an ambulance, and we think he ended up being ok in the end, but it was a stressful beginning to our Vietnam experience. At end of our time, we had gone there twice. Only $1.25 a person and there was more authentic food than we could finish. Luckily it didn't serve dog, which is a speciality here in Hanoi and a favorite of many people we spoke to. Gross!
We visited the "Hanoi Hilton" as it was nicknamed, the POW prison where Senator John McCain was held for around 7 years. It was a horrible prison and everywhere we turned there was what we would call propaganda describing all the "luxuries" the Vietmanese government gave to the "American pilots", aka prisoners. We uploaded a photo of billiard balls with a sign: "American Pilots played when they were at Hanoi Prison". And in front of the volleyball net "provided by the Vietmanese Government to American Pilots for sport exercises".
I wrote down a quote from one of the photo pamphlets they distributed to locals during the time of the POW's: "Songs in praise of life will resound again, health and strength will feel more like building life instead of destroying it as it has been the case before". This doesn't even brush the surface of the things that were posted at the museum, but afraid that they may be tracking this posting (just kidding!).
Everywhere we turned there were people asking for our money, annoying us and pestering us to buy something. It just doesn't stop and gets really tiring to deal with.
Hanoi is excellent. It used to have a heavy French influence as Matt enjoyed with daily chocolate croissants. Hanoi is a cute town, with lots of good shopping and a lake around it. Women do workouts at nighttime around the lake with music blaring. We also took in a interesting water puppet show where there were puppets under the water acting out to the music. It was pretty fascinating and exceeded our expectations.
A local recommended a fantastic restaurant, so we headed there to try it out. There was only one other caucasian in the place, and as soon as we showed up all mayhem broke loose. He started passing out and throwing up. Matt immediately ran over to help him, and we didn't have a clue what was happening but tried to help amidst a constant rumble of panicking Vietnamese people. We were able to control the situation and managed to call an ambulance, and we think he ended up being ok in the end, but it was a stressful beginning to our Vietnam experience. At end of our time, we had gone there twice. Only $1.25 a person and there was more authentic food than we could finish. Luckily it didn't serve dog, which is a speciality here in Hanoi and a favorite of many people we spoke to. Gross!
We visited the "Hanoi Hilton" as it was nicknamed, the POW prison where Senator John McCain was held for around 7 years. It was a horrible prison and everywhere we turned there was what we would call propaganda describing all the "luxuries" the Vietmanese government gave to the "American pilots", aka prisoners. We uploaded a photo of billiard balls with a sign: "American Pilots played when they were at Hanoi Prison". And in front of the volleyball net "provided by the Vietmanese Government to American Pilots for sport exercises".
I wrote down a quote from one of the photo pamphlets they distributed to locals during the time of the POW's: "Songs in praise of life will resound again, health and strength will feel more like building life instead of destroying it as it has been the case before". This doesn't even brush the surface of the things that were posted at the museum, but afraid that they may be tracking this posting (just kidding!).
Everywhere we turned there were people asking for our money, annoying us and pestering us to buy something. It just doesn't stop and gets really tiring to deal with.



Comments
Don't Look Up!
So I went to Hanoi, my guide's first piece of advice to us was,'cross the roads as if you have your eyes shut', what? What does that mean, we were thinking. So we crossed the road looking down at your feet, never once to look up, and guess what it works, you don't get it, there is no eye contact or confusion with the driver of the vehicle, they just go around you - I just wouldn't recommended this in NYC!