3 Girls: Shannon, Adrienne and Marta. On holiday in Vietnam.
The last one - 15$ per night, shitty breakfast, AND NO WINDOW hahaha and ONE bad hahaha
Spring Hotel, well, 25$ per night, no breakfast
SAPA hotel, well I don't know how much was it, but Marta spend a lonely night in 4 person room, pathetic? yes.
Our first hotel, crazy 30$ per night with quite a good breakfast, by the way, only Marta go to eat it because girls were not able to wake up before 9.00. hmyy
This was a bit of a landmark for us. It's just down the road from our hotel (Hanoi streets are a maze - you need a landmark). So, a big Catholic Church, perfect... you'd think. Adrienne and I thought so, until our first night of Beer Hoi. It seemed no matter where we went, we would get lost (we always found our way though - Adrienne usually knew at least the general direction) The tap had run dry, it was time to go back to the hotel, no way we're walking (actually i think we attempted to at first) we call a taxi, explain where we're going. He has no idea what we're talking about (an english speaker probably wouldn't have either) so he gets a translation and we're off, the 3 of us on his motorbike. Hmmm, things aren't looking formiliar - we don't remember being on this side of the tracks, nope we weren't looking for a dirty, deserted pier in a not-so-nice-looking neighbourhood at this time of night. Thing is, the driver HONESTLY thought that was where we wanted to go. I try telling him the same thing over and over again hoping he'll all of a sudden learn english and understand. No luck. Adrienne does a great attempt at Church bell sound effects and cross sign language. Definetly no luck, now he's starting to think we should just be dropped off at the pier. It's getting later, he wants more money. Then Adrienne suggests 'Maybe we could use the map in my back pocket that has the church clearly labeled on it' Uh, ya MAYBE. We'll blame it on beer hoi.
The ever ambitious Shannon and Adrienne are touring the city Vietnamese style (by cyclo). While Marta is off travelling in the mountains, we are taking to the dangerous streets of Hanoi! But don't worry about us, no cappuccinos were spilt on this grulling trip.
I'm not taking them down... you take 'em down
I read somewhere that this tower has become a sort of symbol of Hanoi. I don't actually know what it is though. Doesn't exactly scream FUN though does it?
The Lenin Monument seems to be the local hangout for the Vietnamese skater kids.
The final resting place for Uncle Ho (If you can call being embalmed for all to see, AGAINST your wishes to be cremated RESTFUL.)
