" I don't love Hanoi, I'm IN love with Hanoi.
Really. That is what it feels like. Like I'm a 16 year old who asked a girl to the school disco and she said yes. And I'm skipping home punching the air and kicking up autumn leaves.
It feels like a drug. A drug that hits me occasionaly. One of pure euphoria. And I'm coming up on some strong narcotic and my toe is started to tap and I'm breaking out into an involuntary grin."
Below are some of the pictures from when we had been there, taken by Melanie Hill.
Ha Noi from the head quarters of Tien Phong newspaper
Rice farmers in lush green farms, calm in Ha Noi
Army of two-wheelers ready to pounce, chaos in Ha Noi (gosh I miss the close encounters while driving through roads packed with chaotic activity)