Hanoi: The Beginning of the End

Our arrival in Hanoi was with heavy hearts (and shoulders–backpacks, duh). On our bus from Mai Chau, the scenic and friendly rice village home-stay we had just left, we were told our long awaited Ha Long bay cruise had been canceled due to a typhoon named Ramussan heading straight for the Northern Vietnamese coast. We…

North of Hoi An

Vietnam continued: leaving Hoi An and heading north. Wow, how to catch up on a whirlwind of a first week in Vietnam. This country has been emotionally tolling for me, and I can’t shake that I’m-almost-about-to-cry feeling all the time. The placesĀ I’ve seen, how they have made me feel, and the people I’ve met. It’s…

Entering Vietnam

Saigon is almost exactly how I read it in class, and how I imagined it would be a thousand times in my head. Times 30. Plus a billion. It is chaotic, the streets crammed with motorcycles that practically kill you; you can feel a slight wind at your side as they just barely miss clipping…