Perhaps the single most powerful reality any tourist to Vietnam gets hit with (not literally, we can only hope!) is the traffic--non-stop noise and movement, with no stop signs, no stop lights...just chaos, that somehow seems to work...
The beauty, and industrial horror (!) of Vietnam's countryside...
"Uncle Ho's" tomb, or the masoleum where Ho Chi Minh lies, open to the public most mornings...
Scenes from around Lake Hoan Kiem...
One of just dozens of exercise groups that appears every morning around 6 am at Lake Hoan Kiem to help people, especially women and the elderly, stay fit...and stay in touch with a supportive community...
A drizzling but still spectacular day out on Halong Bay...
Sightseeing Hanoi's various temples....
...and the cute kids who accosted me to practice their English.
The view from my "cyclo seat" (bicycle rickshaw) in the Old Quarter during rush hour...
My view from the boat traveling to the Perfume Pagoda...
...and every morning I sat and "processed the journey" over a cup of Vietnamese drip coffee at this little restaurant over looking Lake Hoan Kiem, just southwest of the Old Quarter where we were staying...
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