Hoi An, Vietnam (and about Slow Travel)

It’s impossible to ignore Hoi An’s appeal. Small bridges run across Thu Bon River, which meanders through town, bordered by semi-distressed, romantic French colonial buildings. The town’s signature lanterns twinkle at night.

Hanoi, Part 2 (and a peek at Hulong Bay)

Before the onslaught. Vietnam’s iconic foot stools set up for supper in the old quarter. A few minutes later, we were sitting on two, wolfing down pressed bahn mi (sandwiches), crispy on the outside, filled with pork, pickled vegetables and hot sauce. Scooters, cars and bike-taxis, peddlng tourists, all constant motion, whirred past as as we ate. (For a sense of the city and more, see Hanoi, Part I. For a few Hulong Bay pictures, scroll to the bottom.)
Before the onslaught. Vietnam’s iconic foot stools set up for supper in the old quarter. A few minutes later, we were sitting on two, wolfing down pressed bahn mi (sandwiches), crispy on the outside, filled with pork, pickled vegetables and hot sauce. Scooters, cars and bike-taxis, peddlng tourists, all constant motion, whirred past as as we ate. (For a sense of the city and more, see Hanoi, Part I. For Hulong Bay pictures, scroll down to the bottom.)

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