I was warned about Hanoi’s traffic.
“Cars won’t stop for you.”
“I just walk and try not to look.”
I was expecting the worst. Instead, because many of the main streets were one way and there were plenty of traffic lights that motorists obeyed, I found crossing streets far easier than Ho Chi Minh City. Continue reading Hanoi traffic →
I left five degree Vancouver and arrived in thirty degree Ho Chi Minh City to discover it’s really scooter city.
On my first day, I took a stroll to Ben Nghe River where Styrofoam undulated with water plants as boats moved upstream. Fishers lined the walkway with their rods and nets. Continue reading Scooter City →