So we went out to explore the city, and DAMN!!! It's hot. You might think when you leave the oven on by mistake the kitchen gets hot, but that's peanuts compared to Hanoi.
It feels about 35 in the shade. And in Hanoi, the scooter is king, and traffic lights are there merely as a suggestion. That makes crossing the road fun. James and I filmed a little comedy moment about that, which I'll try to get up online at some point.
So we walked around the city, saw the temple in the main lake in the centre of town and walked round the Old Quarter, full of shops selling everything from endess sweets to large cylindrical plastic containers of unknown medical products, to everything else you can think off.
We had a meal in a restaurant recommended by James's brother who was here two months ago (it was great, and cost GBP 6 for three mains and drinks...) and then hit a cocktail bar recommended to us by some Aussies we were sitting next to for the meal.
Quite a few cocktails later we headed back to the hotel singing Divine Comedy songs to no one in particular. They costed GBP 20 - by far the biggest bill we've had so far on the trip.
The next day we hit the French quarter and now it was even hotter. I was like a human fountain and had to walk around most of the time without my shirt on just to survive. When I was getting some money out at a cashpoint, one woman felt sorry for me and started fanning me with her fan! It was that bad! We even went to a museum mainly because it had air conditioning.
In the evening we met up with all the other people on the Intrepid tour that we're taking. They're all Australians - well, shit happens I guess! And then we went for a meal - to the same restaurant we went to the previous night! Still, the food was good and really cheap so it was all good.
Have to go now, but the next post will follow about what happened when the Typhoon hit north Vietnam...
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