A tale of leisurely Hanoi

The Cambodian-Vietnamese line is over half a year, and the last stop of the Hanoi I wish nothing to write, to rent in Paris.

Until 2007 the outgoing.

Always wanted to give this year only one long distance walk to draw a full stop.

So fuzzy memories.

However, what does it matter?

Tourism is actually a very private thing, those subtle feeling their way, those unique and messy experience, filling the long years in the future, even if the logged only scattered fragments.

Write down just to yourself a miss.

Then come back to know that most people choose one from Hanoi to Saigon South down, like ours, to the North of the really rare.

Or that sentence, what relationship?

For the passers-by, come, seen, experienced is sufficient.

Hanoi, Viet Nam, issued more than Chinese syllables.

Unfortunately we hear out or if the vacuous.

^_^

All the way from the airport to the old town, Hanoi is a general point, the old city, along the way, scoring a lot.

Car driving to the old town, streetscape is beginning to have a taste.

The narrow streets are smudge with gorgeous colors of small buildings, the picturesque buildings get together affectionately, each House has its own unique beauty.

Airport bus drivers given that brings us to an already can't remember the name of the Inn, Inn of young enthusiastic back, regardless of what was asked for his enthusiastic nod plus the enthusiasm of a sentence of "No problem!".

This enthusiasm but we have nowhere to follow.

The room has a look like, blinds made of Windows and doors, was painted green mosaic wall in colorful, has a small balcony facing the street, will slowly open the shutters doors, imagine a young girls wearing Awdal hair light arms, Betty Betty stood on the balcony watching the scenery, also known as a landscape.

Back to the turn and closed the door, cool air blowing, restless mood was quiet.

A break, they plan to go to the water puppet shows.

Out of GH, found just walked into the labyrinth, the entire old town is another crossroads connection section of the narrow streets of charme, street shops. And Sai, everywhere is the motorcycle that you cannot stop a moment of noise. But we have become accustomed to such a scene, has been able to travel freely in bumper-to-bumper traffic, and people sitting together in the street and eat the unknown snacks.

Watch the fun novel on the surface of the puppet, I think swing has not seen for many days of his daughter. couldn't shot countless puppet video, hope to go back to see her happy smile.

Read the puppet is still early, when time began at the Kiem Lake random walk.

I think I like Hanoi is like the mood of quiet and long.

In the sword Lake, then went to the station square, the ancient fortress, the Cathedral, the city of gentle rhythm remains low.

This is consistent with my character.

In the open air cafe sword Lake sit, drink a cup of coffee and the famous Viet Nam, night, the wind was very clear lake, the motorcycle that you cannot stop a moment of noise also far behind, as a child sitting in the street side alley mouth like a long lost shade of feeling over the heart, body and mind.

Then take a walk, and street square of Viet Nam baby with badminton, only level too smelly, raises the children make fun of goodwill.

Smile and say goodbye to the children, found in the labyrinth-like 36 blocks got lost, I don't have a sense of direction, but calm, Kim is also a woman of that finding, since as long as the general direction that's right, I always get to the destination.

Sure, we can transfer several bends, streetscape became familiar with it, you really let us to round the back, then every lost we don't mind it.

Carelessly left their own fun.

Bought a lot of tropical fruits, and found a home are locals eat in restaurants, luckily I found a few speak Chinese friends of Viet Nam, enthusiastic pointing us to eat the fish pot, and let us eat happy anymore.

The next day, continue our stroll.

On this day we are going to the bus station square.

Adventure experience a motorcycle, two people sitting in a car.

Gosh, sit with your back to the moment of tension, not fall sitting in the middle and a splint. Fortunately, for a while.

Buses Pavilion Plaza impressed me, I like there.

The entire area of the street is the special wide eyes green not so pleasant, in the Embassy district, quickly find the Chinese Embassy to Embassy applications in foreign countries, see out-of-kind.

Organs of the Central Committee of the Office, the people's Hall, Parliament House, the Department of Defense, many bright yellow building looks stylish and elegant, in the afternoon sun ying, reflecting a soft golden yellow, giving a drunk's stunning.

Ho Chi Minh's Memorial Hall just look away and not interested in.

Turned into a similar previous fortress of architecture (bad memory has forgotten the name), but have been deserted.

May was a Government Office, empty the room there are also posters, returning to the poster.

History where precipitation into the peace and quiet.

Just the two of us where gentle walk, see unknown flowers freely for rendering with the lively in the summer.

See heavy fruit garden dotted with waste-static to the United States. A moment of beautiful, fleeting tepid cool, called the forgotten.

Is Fort viewfinder, heard far

Then came some lively Twitter voice, seem to whisper, sounds of birds and curiosity to the next, Wow, there are many, many children lined up came and broke the ancient silence, and soon the garden full of children are innocent shrill voices, clean and bright. Kids will always be my lens stars on the waste in the garden, in the Cathedral, bright sun, at the roadside food stalls, I couldn't take a shot again, boys daft smile girl shy smile, become the most beautiful memories.

In Hanoi, another thing will not forget.

Last night, shopping or browsing through a pocket or pockets, back to the hotel is at 10 p.m., because the second morning of the automobile to Nanning, busy packing, suddenly the whole room was dark, and even power outages.

And the sword does not consist of looked at each other, quickly went to the "No problem!" The shopkeeper, he could not "No problem!" Now, take a flashlight after the left-right look to shrug a sorry this we can rush, baggage not packed or bathing. Changing room, he told us that has gone. But he said his brother there room can also be cheaper and so on, is "No problem!". Near midnight, really didn't mind then toss and also promised to down, then went in with a man a few dark alley is seen as a small hotel of the old dark and wild speculations. Heart of fire at once, what brother upside is free to find a Ah, no wonder in our Pro came out he must settle a case on the day before, remember just to Hanoi when meeting someone for the elderly living in France, he lived in Hanoi is about to leave for a month, he was indignant about us that people here have no credibility. Now be imparted.

I and the sword of obstinacy is up, we would rather walk down the street one night is also not like to live, so pick up the heavy package to the streets, the midnight Hanoi Street area is empty, and occasionally some faceless people hanging around, simply do not know in what direction, but can only be called a taxi and get us to the old quarter's most lively place, this time we are at the front of the spacious, foreigners more into a GH, front man said to be 25 u.s. dollars, when I heard that we were cheated and next day early morning leave Hanoi, generous dropped 18 dollars, midnight, we then took the Cambodian-Vietnamese line most deluxe room.

In a Deluxe twin room, brood heart knot with ease, we couldn't help laughing, interest will not be reduced by around photo, life is constantly filled with drama, we can do is accept frankly, simple and plain.

TThe leave Hanoi, our 11 days trip is over, the last day we are vehicles, and aircraft journey back to Suzhou, ten at night, at home, sound, smell, light, all the speed of everything.

All of a sudden leaps, the surrounding atmosphere is so familiar with, the landscape is so kind, daughter huantian cloth pudao arms, really really feel home.

In May 2007 of the Cambodian-Vietnamese line is only once on a long tour, a lot of feelings in memory are formed image text stored in the memory, life continues to be a bland promosting continues, but I know I have from city to city, from time to time.

The memory of those who settle down, I have witnessed the passing scenery.

There is a will in 2008 will come, friend of feelings that our old one-year-old.

Yes, I have old one-year-old daughter grew up in a few days before the one-year-old cousin, Angel and Jonathan. Look, life is endless, but we can do is ride life happy.

2008 and look forward to more happiness.

(The quiet old because your lively and bright)

(Small break for children)