I only realised just how damp Hanoi was when I arrived in Bangkok and opened my suitcase and everything felt soft and moist. I draped all my belongings all over the flat, and thanks to the heatwave it didn’t take too long. Well I suppose I should have realised it – my hat, bought in […]
Unimpressed
With the great burden of my life these days being the GF’s arrant vegetarianism, I decided to do something unprecedented and signed up for a food tour. There is an entire industry of these in Hanoi, but the one I picked was one of the oldest and definitely the most expensive, with ecstatic accounts in […]
Water
The GF and I met at the baggage claim in Hanoi after rather a long time apart. Our flights came together, as did our luggage, and so we left for our flat together. The flat is in an old workers’ dormitory on the edge of the French Quarter. It is just by a busy road […]
District 13
The internet is full of advice on Comuna 13, formerly one of the most dangerous urban spaces in the world. This advice is: go with a tour that tells you about the barrio’s sad past and inspiring present, admire the graffiti, don’t stray off the path, learn the history of the area, get over your […]