Hà Nội: Anh Đến Vì Em

Today was the day we landed in Hanoi. I was so glad to be off that awful flight. The company we flew with – VietJet Air – has to be one of the worst I have flown with. They are a budget airline that flies internationally but doesn’t charge budget airline prices! The plane was dirty. I used the toilet and it had no tissues and was really untidy. I made sure I didn’t need to use it again. The plane was also really hot. Ken commented on how hot it was too.

We were both so glad to be off. Getting through immigration was a breeze. We just had to show our passports and then we got a stamp in it. We can come to Vietnam visa-free for 45 days. We then went to the baggage carousel to wait for my bag. As it came through it looked a little drunk. For some reason, it has lost its rigidity and I think that happened in Kathmandu. Now to find which airline to blame!

We got out of customs and not long after I got a message from the driver to say he was outside waiting for us. I was shocked as this was around 06:20 and we said we should be out by 07:00. I’m not complaining though – I was happy to be out of the airport and in some cold air.

I just sat in the back as we drove to the hotel. I was trying my best not to fall asleep.

Hanoi Sites

Ninh Binh Sites

Day 1 › Hanoi
We got to the hotel and they told us that our room wasn’t ready because of how early it was and we said that was fine – we didn’t expect to be able to check in so early.
They said they had a room that was free for an extra tenner if we wanted to sleep. I said yes as I was super tired. We went up and I think we both managed to get some sleep. There was a knock on the door around 12:15 saying we needed to leave the room. We did and went downstairs and collected the key to our room. It turns out they were on the same floor – shame they couldn’t just tell us that without us having to go back down.
The room itself is of a decent standard – not Kathmandu standard but definitely way better than Delhi. I showered and got ready and we went out walking. We asked at reception first about a day tour around the city and she gave us a map and pointed out some places. We said we would think about booking it.
I asked about the train street and she said it was 600m from the hotel. We decided we would walk along the tracks and just see what was there. As we were walking up to it some woman accosted us and tried to get us to go to her shop. I hate that they do that. It’s so damn annoying. I guess they have to make their living somehow.
We went to walk up the steps and someone tried to stop us telling us not to walk there. We just pushed past them and walked along the track. It was pretty cool to be here after only seeing it in videos.
We found somewhere to sit and I said to Ken that we should sit on opposite sides for the views. I went into the cafe where we decided to sit and got some water so we could sit on his seats outside. I asked about the train and he said it would be along in around 13 minutes – it took about 25 minutes.
As we were waiting, some woman came up to Ken selling her wares and he pointed her in my direction. She had magnets so I was happy with that. They were ₫30,000 each. That’s 90p in late Lizzie money. I got them and then just sat and waited.
I was told to push the seat back a little more as I was outside too much. I just stood up so I could get a good video of it.
I could hear the train horn and readied myself to take a video. It was really cool to stand there and see it come past. You can’t tell from the videos how big the train actually is. It gets crazy close to the sides.

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Once it had passed we commented on how cool it was to see it and then we carried on walking some more. We went further down the tracks and then were told we had to turn around. There was some official blowing a whistle and moving us all on. He blew the whistle right in Ken’s ear. I thought he was going to turn around and hit him.
We found a little coffee shop where we could sit and we found they had really good wifi so we used the time here to upload our pictures as the wifi at the hotel is really poor. I had a really nice freshly pressed apple juice and a warm croissant. They were delicious.
Once we left here we decided to head back to the hotel. We said we would definitely go along the market during the evening when it has just gotten dark as it would make for some good pictures.
We got back to the hotel and asked about the city tour and they said it would be $60 but they could offer a promotion for $40. I told the guy at reception we were told a different price. Luckily I had kept the paper where the lady had written it down for $33 and he booked it for us for that price.
Here in Vietnam, if you pay by card they add 3% extra in card fees. Oh well. Totally worth it.
Now we’re back at the hotel for the night and just relaxing. It’s been a long couple of days and this is needed.
Day 2 › Hanoi (with City Tour)
Today we got up early (not so early though) so we could be downstairs and ready foe the city tour. I didn’t want breakfast so I stayed in bed a little longer and I left Ken to go and get breakfast. He said it was awful – the worst he’s had on this trip (I reckon if we got breakfast in Delhi that would be worse).
I told him I was going to the Circle K so I could get some snacks for the trip and he was already outside. As soon as I stepped out the room the heat hit me. I HATE the heat with a passion. I have never been good with it.
We (well, me) decided to go to the phone shop afterwards to get a SIM card but they didn’t offer 5G sims. Ken just said we should leave it. We came back to the hotel and waited for the tour guide to message and let us know she was downstairs.
We met her and she told us we had to wait 10 minutes for the bus. We went back to the phone shop and it was taking ages for them to even do anything that I left and said we would come back. They offered a 4G sim that had 7GB of data per day and that it was ₫185,000. That’s a fiver to you and me.
We went back to the hotel and by that time the bus had arrived. Ken and I were the first on it. The guide said we had one more pick-up to do in the morning and then there would be 3 more groups in the afternoon.
We went to the hotel to pick up the other guests and we seemed to be there ages waiting for them. They finally showed up and we set on our way.
Our first port of call was the Ho Chi Minh mausoleum. This thing is huge. We were told we weren’t allowed to bring large bags or food or drinks. We were allowed our phones but that was pretty much it. We got to the entrance where we had to wait to go through a metal detector and have our stuff x-rayed.
The entrance point is where it started to unravel. Back at the hotel, the guide told Ken that the shorts he was wearing were long enough for the mausoleum. She said they had to be knee length and they were maybe 2 centimetres above the knee. We got to the queue and a little dictator started saying that Ken’s shorts were too short and they had to be at the kneecap or below. All the while, he was letting other people in with shorts shorter than Ken’s. The guide went back to the bus to get something for Ken to wear to cover his knees and Ken wasn’t (putting it mildly) too happy at having to wear this sarong-type garment that was orange and had bows on it.
Ken told us to go in and he would just go back to the bus and wait (I didn’t want him to as I know he wouldn’t have liked to miss out on this). The guide tried to speak to the dictator at the entrance and he was just ignoring her. Ken thinks it was because of his tattoos that he took a dislike to him. The guide said he should put it on just to get past this awful man and then he could take it off once we were through the security screening – and that’s exactly what happened.
We then had to walk – for what seemed ages given the heat – in pretty much single file to the mausoleum. Anyone that had large cameras had to leave them and then collect them once we were outside of the mausoleum. They don’t allow you to take pictures inside.
Once you get there, they put you through single-file to walk past the marble (I think) tomb of Ho Chi Minh. They have his body there (and can do for another 500 years apparently) and they have a life-size replica of him lying in state. There are 4 guards (one on each corner) 24/7. It was interesting to see but I was glad to be out of the revering and cult-like status that they have given him. At this point, you can pick up whatever you left.
We walked and were able to get some pictures of the mausoleum. They interred his body here in 1973 (4 years after his death). It was good to walk around the front of the building to see its stature.
We carried on walking and got to the gardens with the house and office where he lived and worked. They (affectionately) called him Uncle Ho. The gardens were pretty nice. The guide said that in Vietnam government buildings are painted in yellow as they are thought to be a sign of good luck. There were a lot of yellow buildings here.
We then walked around to the house on stilts but Ken and I decided against walking through it and instead opted to carry on walking. The guide took us to the one-pillar pagoda before we headed back to the bus.
We got back to the bus and the next stop was the Museum of the Ethnic Vietnamese. I’m not huge on museums so didn’t really want to go in but did anyway. Ken and I walked around the ground floor and then just sat on a bench until they were done upstairs.
We got back on the bus and were told we had to head back to the Old Quarter to pick up 3 more groups before going for the lunch they provided. We got to the restaurant and sat at a table with 3 other people. They provided us with a bowl of rice, 5 spring rolls, some fish, some pak choi and some kind of soup. This was supposed to feed 5 people. I could’ve eaten the rice just by myself. None of us at the table were happy. The guide was happy upstairs with her other guide friends and just left us to it. We told her afterwards that we weren’t happy with the amount of food provided and then we headed back to the bus. On the way to the Tran Quoc Pagoda, she told us she had spoken with the restaurant and they refunded us ₫40,000 each because of it. We would have much preferred to have some more food – even just a little bit more so it felt like we were fed.
We got to the Pagoda and I said to Ken that I wanted to walk around without this group and he agreed. We set off on our way and did just that. It’s a pretty cool pagoda too. I was asked to take a picture for someone so I dutifully obliged by taking a picture of me first and then a picture of them. We carried on walking to the end and then headed back to the sauna that was the bus.

Our next stop was the temple but Ken and I decided we would just wait on the bus for this one. We have seen a lot of temples here in Asia in the few times we’ve been here and were happy to sit this one out.
We were on the bus for about 40 minutes and the group came back – minus one passenger who was always behind everyone else. It took her another 15/20 minutes to get back to the bus. I wanted to clap. I hate it when people just wander off and make everyone else late. If you want to do that then go on your own.
Our last and final stop was the Hoa Lo Prison. Truth be told, I only wanted to get off here to use the toilet. I let the group go and did that and then walked around with Ken and went back to the bus afterwards and just waited.
At this point it was hotel bound for everyone and I was so happy for this. I was super tired and sick of this group.

I wanted to sit in the hotel for about an hour so I could cool down and take some pills for my aching face before we went back out. I said to Ken we should go see the train to get some night shots and night video.
We walked down in the blistering heat and I was getting so irritated and annoyed. I don’t know if I said but I HATE the heat.
We crossed the road and walked down the tracks and I just wanted to sit somewhere under a fan and have something to eat and drink and wait for the train. I know Ken is happy to walk and walk but I’m not – especially when I am in this mood.
We walked to the end and started walking back and found somewhere and said we should just sit here and wait. As we were walking down the end I could hear shouting and turned around to see a small fire in one of the buildings. People rushed with fire extinguishers to help out. The smell of burning electric was awful. If this was at home a call to 999 would have been made. Here they just help each other to put it out.
There were so many neon lights. It was pretty cool to see. When we were at the end there was darkness and then you could see the threshold of where the lights started.
I was so happy to be under that fan. We ordered something to drink and then ordered food. One of the workers then came up to me and pointed at my belly and asked me if I drank beer and I told him to be quiet. A little later, the other guy came down and said the other one wanted to ask if I was pregnant. I told him to tell him an expletive and Ken told him it was rude and not a good way to do business. I think we embarrassed him because he came back and apologised. Ken is right – this is definitely not a way to treat a customer.
The train finally turned up about 22 minutes later than it should have done. Legend has it that it is always running late. I thought I had a good spot to get a video but the other people around weren’t overly keen on letting me get a clear shot.
We also noticed people putting bottle caps on the rail ready for the train. Apparently it’s the thing to do here and then keep it as a souvenir once it’s been crushed.

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As soon as the train passed we left and headed back to the hotel. The traffic was so bad. So many horns. So many bikes. So many cars.

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On the way back we heard a train horn and there was a freight train passing. We missed seeing two trains at the spot we were at. I got a video of it from the street we were walking down.

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I was so glad to be back at the hotel and in the cold, cold room. Tomorrow is going to be an early start as we are doing a tour of some caves and stuff.
Day 3 › Ninh Binh
Today was an early start as we had the tour for Ninh Binh booked at the guide was due to collect us around 07:40. I got up at 07:00 as I wanted to sleep as long as possible. I slept ok last night but didn’t really feel right this morning. I probably shouldn’t have gone but went anyway. I’m glad I did even though it was a rocky start to the day.
Ken went for breakfast and I told him I was going to the Circle K to get some food as he said yesterday the breakfast was cold and not very good.
He came along with me and we topped ourselves up for the day and headed to the hotel to wait for our guide. My stomach was turning over and I felt like I needed the toilet but I didn’t.
We got on the bus (I wasn’t happy with the tinted windows as they don’t make for good pictures) and then collected the other participants from various hotels around the Old Quarter and started our journey. The guide said it was about 90 km to the place and that we would have a stop after an hour or so. The driver (with his 15 years of experience) missed his turning so had to turn around a couple of times to get on the right road.
As we were driving I felt my stomach start to hurt and things were getting worse for me. I didn’t know how much longer I could be on the bus before something happened. I messaged the guide asking about our stop and he was asleep so didn’t answer for about 25 minutes. We had passed a rest area by that time. He messaged and told me the time and I wasn’t sure if I would make it. I messaged again telling him I desperately needed the toilet and he said he would stop if we needed to. I told him I did and he then replied saying there weren’t any toilets until our rest break – why bother telling me that then! Dear reader: I (ONLY JUST) made it to the rest stop. I was fine after that.
We started our journey towards Bai Binh where we would go see the corridors with a thousand Buddhas and then see the goddess of peace and then Buddha himself.
We got out and then got tickets for the electric carts to take us there. I was so glad as the journey on the cart was about 7 minutes and you wouldn’t want to walk it in the heat.
We were quick and jumped on the back of the cart (for the views and research obviously). As we were heading to the back some guy was running towards it and I think he got a bit peeved when Ken beat him to it. Oh well. There are plenty of them that he wouldn’t have to wait long for the next one.

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We got to the site and I was happy to walk around myself but we ended up just staying with the guide. He said the pagoda was now closed and only accessible by the monks. It was a shame as it looked like we could have gone up and got some good views.
We walked to the goddess and then left there to go to the Buddha. He said that we could take the stairs or take the ramp. He said the ramp was steeper. I opted for the stairs. They were really steep so I dread to think what he thought steep was.
We went inside and saw both of these statues. (Someone asked me to take a picture with them and the Buddha so I obliged – but not before taking a picture of me as a souvenir for them) They were totally worth it. After that, we headed back to the carts to go meet the bus.

Once we left here, our next stop was a buffet lunch. I was a bit apprehensive about this given what happened yesterday with the tiny amount of food. I think Ken was apprehensive about it too. Luckily we were pleasantly surprised and it was a proper buffet. I only had some chicken, rice, chips as I didn’t want to agitate my settled stomach. We were here for about 40 minutes and then we were on our way to Hoa Lu to do the boat tour.
The guide put us in groups. The boats hold 3-4 people. Thankfully we weren’t put with the guy who had a BO issue. As we got off the bus we were told to take a traditional Vietnamese Nón lá rice hat to wear. He said as it was hot we needed to protect our heads. I wish I had taken my cap instead. These hats looked ridiculous on us. That being said, it was all part of the experience I suppose.
We got across the road and to the boat and we dutifully got in our group. I got in first and I’m pretty sure the boat nearly capsized. I was impressed with the little old dear doing the rowing.
The views were amazing from it. There was a gentle breeze and it was nice being on the water (even though it felt like we might sink at times). We carried on around the corner and the mountains and trees were really cool to see. We then got to a few caves and these were cool too. The first two were fine. The last two not so much. We both had to duck several times. If we didn’t, our heads would be hurting at the end of it.
The trip was really pretty cool. I did enjoy it and it was nice to see the area from the water.

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We did a few minutes stop at the small temple on an island. For some reasons we kept our life jackets on in the scorching heat. We were dumb for that. I took some pics and then just sat in the shade until Ken and our two new friends were ready.
We got back in and then headed back to the start. Part way back, the lady told me to sit down and I was confused as I was sitting down. What she wanted me to do was to move a little to the right so she could have a clear path ahead.
We got back to where we started and we headed back to the bus – stopping for super cold drinks of course. We got near the bus and Ken realised he had lost his cloth. This was one he got when we were in Japan earlier this year. He started to go back but luckily the guide had retrieved it for him. He was happy that he got it back.
We all got on the bus and then we headed to our final (and most gruelling) stop. This was to Hang Mua. The guide said that those that didn’t want to go up the steps were welcome to stay at the bottom and look around. They had a lake to walk around and a lotus field to walk around too. I think they were rice fields but I’m not 100% sure on that.
He said if you wanted to go to the top there are 500 stairs up and then 500 down. He said that it would take about 25-30 minutes to get up and only 10 to get down (are we rolling down or something!). He said near the top the path splits with the longest of the two going to the dragon and the shorter of the two going to a mini pagoda there. He said the views from either point were really good. You could tell it was a tough climb from the people passing you by. So many drenched tops.
I told Ken that he should walk up and if I make it I’ll make it and, if not, I’d stay a little lower down and meet him when he came down.
I decided just to go all the way up and take the shorter of the two paths. I had to stop several times as it was really gruelling. It was well worth it though. The views from up there were stunning. There was quite a group and queue at the top where I was. It was a very small space and people wanted pictures of themselves in front of the pagoda with the views of the mountains in the background. I had to tell one guy to get to the end of the queue and not push in. I don’t think he was happy. Who cares though – we were all waiting. Luckily I had a girl in front of me who took some pictures for me. Mind the damp t-shirt and red face in the picture.

Once I got my pictures here I decided to take the VERY slow and treacherous walk back down. I was taking it very carefully as I wasn’t wearing my glasses (the sweat on my nose made them keep slipping down). On the way down I saw three goats just enjoying themselves on the side and eating the shrubbery there.

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When I was almost down, Ken messaged me asking where I was. I think he was only a few minutes ahead of me. I told him I didn’t know and asked where he was. He said he was finally off the stairs and turned right and the bottom and walked around a lake. I told him I would meet him at the bus. I turned right at the bottom and then took some pics and headed towards the bus. I stopped for the obligatory cold drink for us though. It was well needed and well deserved after the gruelling climb up and down we just did!
Ken said he got back to the bus and it was locked and the driver wasn’t there. We just hung around for about 10-minutes and then went to the bus and the driver was there. The engine was running which meant the bus would start to be cooling down. Thank goodness for AC everywhere here. It’s needed and very welcome!
Here is where we started to play the waiting game. One of the guys from the bus was nowhere to be found. Ken and I both saw him partway up the mountain as we were coming back down. There was also a group of three others that weren’t back either. I think we had to wait about 20 minutes in total for them to turn up. We don’t like people like that. It’s a sign of disrespect and you’re telling the others that are on time that you don’t care and you think your time is more valuable than theirs. I think that’s my biggest pet peeve. Anyway, I digress. They turned up and we headed back to Hanoi.
The guide said it would be about 2 hours (traffic depending) to get back to Hanoi and get dropped off. I wanted to sleep but was past the point of tiredness. I think Ken was the same.
I was so glad to be back in the Old Quarter and off the bus. The seats were a little cramped for my liking.
All in all, today was a really good day and a trip I can definitely recommend.
Day 4 › Hanoi

Today has been our last full day here in Hanoi and we weren’t overly bothered about doing anything too taxing. I managed to have a lie in and got up about 09:00 and then showered and we headed out about 09:45.
I said to Ken last night that we’ll go to the Starbucks and then head to St Joseph’s Cathedral after that.
I looked outside after I had gotten ready and noticed that it had been raining and was just stopping as we left.
We went to Starbucks so Ken could get his brew and then we headed to the cathedral. I was told I wasn’t allowed to wear my cap so I had to carry it around with me. Ken came in and noted the craftsmanship of the altar was really good. They usually are in cathedrals and bigger churches. I noted how all the money being donated wasn’t going to help the poor but to decorate the churches. Religion and I don’t have a good relationship anymore.
As we were leaving here Ken said that people were getting bussed in and I mentioned to him that it was a funeral and they were carrying the casket. We stopped to see how they were doing it before going to the Circle K across the street for a nice cold drink.

We started to head back the way we came as there were some clothes shops that we wanted to look at. They had some North Face stuff that Ken was interested in. We’ll go back tomorrow and get some stuff. I saw a small bag that I wanted to buy so I don’t always have to carry my backpack.
I left Ken not long after and came back to the hotel. I was starting to ache from yesterday and didn’t want to walk around aimlessly in the heat and humidity. I think I was at the hotel for a couple of hours. The rain had started and stopped during this time.
I then went out for a walk for about 20 minutes and had to come back because the rain was starting again.

A couple of hours after that Ken came back for a few hours too. He then went back out for a couple of hours to walk around and I said I would meet him and we could go to the night market. It turns out that it is only on the weekends.
I went and got something to drink and just came back to the hotel.
It hasn’t been a busy day at all and I have enjoyed it.
Tomorrow we leave to head to the airport for a LONG 4-hour flight back to Delhi. It’s with VietJet Air. It’s a budget airline operating internationally and it’s awful. I just hope this flight isn’t super hot like the one on the way in. I’ve checked in online and we have been allocated a middle and window seat. We both want aisle seats so we’ll have to speak to the check-in agents to see if they can sort that for us. Here’s hoping.
Hanoi Leaving Day

Today was our last day here in Hanoi. I wanted to have a lie in but Ken had other ideas. He wanted to get up and go out. I knew it would be hot and I had no desire to be anywhere other than the nice, cold room.
I had said to him yesterday that we should go back to the shop we saw The North Face stuff and pick some things up and then go back to the hotel. I got myself a nifty little over the shoulder bag that I can use to carry my stuff around instead of my huge backpack. I think it will be so much better.
We stopped off at Starbucks so he could get his dose of caffeine and then we headed back to the hotel via Circle K. I wanted a cold drink and some chocolate. I didn’t want anything too heavy as my stomach wasn’t feeling very good. I didn’t eat anything to cause it to be like that and I think on travel days it just decides to play up. I will have to speak with the doctor when I am back in England and see if I can get them to listen to me.
We got all of our stuff together and then went to reception to check out. We sat in the reception area and played some Uno until our transfer to the airport was ready.
The receptionist had asked us what time our flight was and I told her we needed to be at the airport by 17:00 and for some reason she booked us a transfer for 13:00. I’m not sure why she did this. The transfer arrived 30 minutes early and only took 36 minutes to get to the airport instead of the hour that they suggested. It meant we were at the airport for about 6 hours.
We went to the queue to check in so we could get rid of the suitcase and just have something to eat and have a sit-down. We got to the front and they checked our booking and passports and told us we needed to come back 3 hours before the flight left. The boards said check-in was open for all flights. I don’t understand why they have to make things so difficult!
We went to Burger King and we got something to eat and had a sit down and played some Uno. On one of the rounds, someone came over and stood over me as we were playing. It was VERY uncomfortable to be that close to them. Thankfully they only stayed for a few minutes.
It finally got time to go back to the check-in desk so we could leave the case and get our boarding passes. We got to the bag drop queue and they allowed us to get our boarding passes there. We asked for aisle seats and they gave them to us and said we wouldn’t be on the same row though. That was fine with us. Ken prefers the aisle seat and when it is dark outside the aisle seat is my preference too.
We went through immigration and got our trusty passport stamps and then went through security. It all seemed to flow pretty quick. I had a full water bottle in my bag and Ken had some in his. For some reason he got his through but mine was taken away from me. Oh well.
We decided to just head to the gate and sit and chill there. I stopped by a shop to get some water and some savoury snacks and I just sat waiting for the flight to be ready for boarding. I was so glad to be in the queue to board. I get to a point where I just want to be on the plane and in the air and to the other side. All the waiting around makes me restless.
We finally boarded and we went to our seats and it was 2 seats on the row. I thought it was a result – as did Ken.
I asked the cabin crew if I could switch seats and they said if I wanted to do that I would have to pay an extra fee as per the rules of the airline. It’s such a dumb rule. As they were coming through doing final pre-departure checks the person next to me was still on her phone and had her laptop open. The flight attendant asked her to get off her phone and stow the laptop and she was ignoring her. She then asked her a second time and she ignored that too. I then turned to her and said “Shut your laptop and get off your phone now”. She finally did and the flight attendant thanked me. I just don’t understand people sometimes.
Right before take-off, the flight attendant came to me and said after the seatbelt sign was turned off I could change seats. I mentioned what was said to me by another flight attendant and she said it would be fine as it was a gift from her to me. I thought it was really nice. I’m telling myself it’s because I helped her get the ignorant passenger off her phone.
I was so glad I was able to move as I put myself in a row that had a row in front of, and behind, me free. It meant I could recline without bothering someone else and it meant I was away from the loud and smelly men and away from the ignorant woman.
The flight itself was really hot again. The cynic in me says it’s a ploy to get us to spend money on drinks and boost their sales. That’s the cynic though.
My joy of a free row behind me didn’t last very long. A father and his annoying-as-hell kid came and sat behind me and the kid was kicking the seat. I turned around several times and gave some stern looks.
I’ll be so glad to be off Satan’s oven and in a cold room with nobody else to bother me (well, except grandad but that’s to be expected).

All in all, Hanoi was a really great trip and I enjoyed most of it (except for the militant worker at the mausoleum and the heat). I highly recommend going to Vietnam. The scenery is amazing. The people are friendly. The prices are so good too – so good that I can home with about £40. I guess I need to plan a trip there again soon!

Total steps: 47,966

Total miles: 22.61

Total kilometers: 36.39

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chris | Wednesday October 30th 2024 | Travel| Asia, Hanoi, Ho Chi Minh, Ninh Binh, Travel, Vietnam | 0 Comments

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