time is funny. i left Hanoi, Vietnam a year ago after living there for 20months. and now even a year later it feels like my time in Hanoi was over in the blink of an eye. other moments i feel like a whole lifetime was lived, only now visible in my albums, souvenirs (one being a future husband) and trip-down-memory-lane conversations that usually end up in 'you don't know man, you weren't there, you don't know!', which inevitably ends the polite small talk the cashier was making...
in honour of my one year departure i've decided to share some of the first few photo's i took in around the alley i first lived.
|a sight i got very used to. motorbikes, small alleys and handy man telephone numbers painted everywhere|
|three brides in the park.|
|this remains one of my favourite photos taken in the Nam.|
|the birdcage boys|
|20 months and i never took a cyclo trip. back then it was because i was an expat snob, now i just think i regret that more than not bringing home that conical hat|