The landing
We arrived in Hanoi in early September. I still have to clarify that Yarden has really been very good on the plane while she only slept an hour and a half. A small remark, looking at the cockpit in front of the plane, "Mom, he is angry"
Gilad came to pick us up, and Yarden has finally found her dady, but as he was to return to work the next day, our only day in the capital was to be busy.
We still have time to do a short tour of the old town on a tricycle, the local taxi.
Program: shopping as if we were to leave in the outback! True, but not as much eventually. We will talk about it later.
Well the most important thing is the bike, the hat, and the electric train!
My comments and impressions on this first day:
We do not really feel the pollution in Hanoi despite the heat and humidity.There are almost only motorbikes, honking everywhere.
In fact is that since they do not look when they emerge, we must warn them when we arrive (and it's the same everywhere, especially outside the city there is very little traffic and pedestrians and bikes were quick to appropriate the middle of the road. (also buffaloes and goats for that matter).
The brooms are one meter high, meaning that here you sweep with one hand if you don't want to break your back. And they sweep all day! Here you throw on the ground for that.
Electric cables ... no comment, no wonder it jumps all the time!
As for the old city, every street has a specialized activity and carries the product's name: iron street, clothes street, shoes street, toys street, furniture street, and even cigarettes street ...
I find it very convenient because I do not like to shop so, at least, everything is there!
I have the impression that the Vietnamese eat all the time and they are all thin ... I must say that it is light. The national dish, a soup, Pho (rice noodles, vegetables and meat pieces) to my great disappointment is served only in the morning and when I ask, nobody understands. In fact, when you do not pronounce the words exactly, they don't understand it. It promises to learn the language ... In fact it says "phaeu”.
The next day we went to the outback. Are you ready to leave civilization? Gilad wonders.
Already two hours to leave the city.
Already two hours to leave the city.
As for the landscape, it was pretty foggy that day, so not many pictures. But it looks very nice.
A lunch break. Really important the mid-day break here. From noon to two, no one in the streets.
Finally a pho and Yarden learned the chopsticks.
It was fortunately after eating that I saw in the back room they were butchering a dog.
My comments: you can not pet dogs: they are afraid.
There are no birds. I was told later that it was because it was still too hot. Or because they eat whatever they find ...There are very pretty butterflies.
And here we are in the Israeli village as they call it. Even Alon, who runs farm 1 with Gilad, calls it the vacation camp. A panel TH Milk indicates the site at the entrance to the small road. And it's really lost. The first village, Thai Hoa is at 20 min. The first city, Vinh at 2 hours. It is in the north of the province of Nghe An. The small village, 6 km away is called Nghia Son.
