Hanoi in XiHanoi in Xi
Hanoi in October with a not too bright sky, like Vietnamese temper, gentle, free from arrogance and impetuosity. The streets of Hanoi always roar motorcycle sound; the rows from the window flash and over a building, the French rail always unconsciously heave down colourful fierce flowers; water beat everyone always contains the moist air in the cheeks; those shots with happy children, shy, sincere woman, dark eyes gentle man, there is always a face will let you moved.
Hanoi, green papaya is like the taste, not sweet and astringent, only the slightest scent in the tip of the tongue to resound.
Hanoi you early!Hanoi you early!
Vietnam time 6:30. Station at the Harison Hotel on the balcony, watching the first rays of the morning sun shines into the city. Vietnam street slowly began to get busy, but still with a bit of leisure. Whenever you look at Vietnam, it is so unhurried, in a leisurely manner, in the seemingly should be busy in the morning, Hanoi still maintain their own pace.
Street Motorcycle from the beginning of the three five vehicles into continuous "cars", the shop also gradually open, lug pole sellers woman, on the side of the road at random and sit on a cup of coffee in a bread of men and women, children go to school by bike? ? can you feel the city is the beating pulse. Vietnam, so natural and appear vividly in front of you, you taste it is authentic. Then you will see light suddenly, this is the life, plain, plain.
In the heart gently saying: Hanoi, you had!
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