I don't know if anyone's following this blog anymore but I have to post up this picture I just found.
I believe this was when we were walking through a market in Bangkok.
































Saturday May 9, 2009.
Out of all the places I've been or lived, I would have to say Hanoi is my favorite city so far, well tied with Ballard (And that's just because Ballard has Golden City). In Hanoi the streets are filled with scooters whizzing by and people walking and congregating on the sidewalks but you don't have sky scrapers and tall building towering over you, or the sound of trucks, construction, tv's and radio's. The architecture and landscape is reminiscent of a small French town (due to the french occupation) and just as easily accessible to get around the city by foot or scooter. But the culture itself (fortunately) is nothing else but it's own. Hanoi is a place where they've been able to advance in so many ways but has still been able to keep it's identity and proud of it.
The alley's vastly outnumber the main roads and are just as busy with foot traffic and food stalls.In here you'll find a mix of restaurants, private dwellings, mechanic and retail shops, all coinciding next to each other while old lady's in there bicycle's selling anywhere from a fruits, flowers, or knick knacks, pass by.

The first meal of the day was coffee in a sidewalk cafe before heading off to a restaurant for Vietnamese sandwich's. The sandwich were made of a fresh baguette, cilantro, sliced cucumber, dykon, pate', chicken, oil and vinegar, fancy, and hot sauce to you liking. A majority of the eatery's are in sidewalks and alley's where you can commonly be found on small plastic patio furniture. Fresh soup, Pho, is constantly stirred and monitored right next to you.








