The wonders of unplanned travel - as they say, all plans of mice and men go awry. This will be my last post from Hanoi; I hadn't planned on staying this long here but some times you meet interesting people and schedules change. Instead I am taking a bus to Nanning in southern China tomorrow and hopefully do a quick dash of the south to Yangshuo and Guilin before taking bus to HK. I can't afford HK at all - apparently it cost $250 per day to survive. OUCH!
Anyway, after spending this many days in Hanoi I've come to marvel at it's ordered chaos. The old quarters is interestingly divided into guilds or sorts: there's a street for shoes, another for paint, another for clothes, another for key makers, another for motor bike parts... so strange. Aside from this, the constant annoyances from touts shouting at you has really gotten to me as well... there is only so many times I can bear "hey you, motorbike?" or "hello, bannana?". One kid keeps alling me "cheap guy" because i refuse to buy his books.
And finally, I've developed some sort of cough from the 5 weeks exposure to motorbike pollutantion. the air in Asia is really bad but what can you expect from a country with 80 million people and 66 million motorbikes! You can hardly breathe at some places... no wonder why so many where face masks when they're out.
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