Far East Tour begins
Hanoi Travel Blog› entry 14 of 29 › view all entries
well, we've made it to hanoi!
we got a train to the border town yesterday,
then got a lift to the border. this lift was actually a motorbike with a
canvas covered steel cage on the back, which carl and i sat in while the
driver blasted to the border...we were rather windswept by the end. two new
zealand guys were on the train with us so they did the same, and after the
interrogation at border control of where where you born, how many stamps are
in your passport etc, we got a very cramped taxi to hanoi (3 hours for 10
pounds, not bad!) we were dropped at a little hotel who were really
freindly, told us where to eat and gave us maps.
its right in the french quarter....lots of colonial architecture, millions
of mopeds and crusty french bread. the hotel was great until this morning,
when we realised how vociferous vietnamese moped horn beeping is (mummy, it
was like in genevieve when they realise theyre sleeping next to big ben!)
we headed put for some dinner which was lovely and we spoke to a scottish
man in a kilt...there are lots of tourists here, which is a shame because
apart from seeing them, its like being at the turn of the century. we then
went to an irish bar, where i had chocolate ice cream with a candle to blow
out and long island iced teas for my birthday, coutesy of the new
zealanders, and carl got me a rose and lots of fresh pineapple to munch on.
they sell it all along the streets and its yummy!
spent the last couple of days mooching around the markets, wanting to buy lots of lovely things...there's so much silk, beautiful clothes and handbags here! went to the war museum today and general pottering and eating pineapple.
the tour leader we were with yesterday gave me a birthday cake with candles, brought out to music in the restaurant...very embarrassing but nice seeing I didnt even say it was my birthday.
Going trekking in the ethnic minority regions tomorrow for three days then kayaking and slepping on board a boat in Halong Bay for three days after that. Me, walking and water, what a bad combination!