Today I arrived into Hanoi, Vietnam. I organised a "Private Car" to get from the airport to the hotel. Thankfully I've done my research and ended up with a good hotel, Hanoi Rendezvous Hotel. A good hotel with a Brisbane couple managing the joint. If you can't trust another Brisbane person who can you trust.
Anyway after dropping the bags I set out. Set out in search of direction. Which I still lack. I tried following the map. Really I did. But I can say without a doubt I have no idea how these streets lay out. The only positive I can say is that my previous travels have me unconcerned at "playing Frogger" crossing the road.After finding my direction of north and south I managed to find the centre of Hanoi, the Hoan Kiem Lake.
Around the lake there are lots of locals sitting around enjoying the scenery. Around the edges are examples of Engrish for photography. Fanny. Who calls an ice cream shop Fanny. Really.What is described as a lovely walk watching the locals partake in exercise was actually a walk watching locals partake in English practise. I sat for a mere moment before being approached by a lass asking to practise her English. Yes I was on high alert for a fraudster wanting to lead me elsewhere. But she ended up really being someone who wanted to practise her english. I really wasn't a good subject. My defenses were right up.
Anyway. By this time I was feeling a bit tired. So I went and grabbed a "Cyclo". After all I would dare not get a Moto rider!
Cyclos are good. To be precise they are one scoop Stawberry, Mango, and one scoop of I think macadamia.
No I didn't try getting in the back of a real cyclo. It was a walking day. The other Cyclo had satisfied my need. To say the least the scene after the photo above was a cyclo massacre. Strwberry everywhere down the waffle cone seat. But I was on the scene with spoon cleaning up the mess quickly. That's the kind of guy I am.
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