Between bouts of downpours here in the capital, I’ve been running around taking photographs for a few different stories and generally trying not to ruin every pair of shoes and jeans that I own. I should probably say, trying unsuccessfully not to ruin. Unlike probably 99.8% of the people who either live in or travel through Southeast Asia, and Vietnam in particular, I can’t stand wearing sandals or flip flops. I own one pair because the first time I traveled here my girlfriend made it sound like they wouldn’t let me into the country without them. But I never wear them. The streets of Hanoi are filthy. Like really filthy. Why would I want my feet exposed, susceptible to any number of nicks and scratches from the uneven pavements and roads? Plus, what if someone chases me?
The photographs above are just a few random, more quiet images from the past few days. Typical of the look and feel of Hanoi. At least for me. Sans crowds of course. Hopefully the rain will let up soon. Right now it feels like all my sunny days are spent indoors, and whenever I have a bit of free time the sky clouds over.