After breakfast (western style) in the hotel’s restaurant, we adjourned to the lobby to work on our journals and have met up with our guide, Hung, and await the arrival of the other members of our group.
Our first day of walking focused on city walks through the Old Quarter of Hanoi. Truong, our local guide for Hanoi and Halong Bay described how the various guilds set up on a particular street or district. Although the city’s history dates back a millennium (founded in 1010 CE), there were few to no quaint and historic buildings in the district. However the guild/trade-focused nature of the merchants on the street remains.
Street name | Trade | Street name | Trade |
Hang Bac | silver | •Hang Giay | paper |
Hang Be | rattan rafts | Hang Hom | coffins |
Hang Bo | baskets | Hang Khoai | sweet potatoes |
Hang Bong | cotton | Hang Luoc | combs |
•Hang Buom | sails | Hang Ma | paper replicas / toys |
Hang Ca | fish | Hang Mam | fish |
Hang Can | scales | Hang Manh | bamboo shades |
Hang Cot | bamboo mats | Hang Muoi | salt |
Hang Da | leather | Hang Non | conical hats |
Hang Dao | silk | •Hang Quat | fans |
Hang Dau | beans | Hang Than | charcoal |
Hang Dieu | bongs and pipes | Hang Thiec | tin |
Hang Dong | brass | Hang Thung | barrels |
Hang Duong | sugar | Hang Tre | bamboo |
Hang Ga | chicken | Hang Trong | drums |
•Hang Gai | hemp and rope | Hang Vai | cloth |
Hanoi seemed to share a lot of chaotic nature and architecture from the other tropical city we visited — Iquitos, Perú. The buildings appear to be primarily concrete, block, and masonry, and the façades are rough and seldom “finished”. In Hanoi, the buildings seem a bit taller and there is more history apparent with the French architecture interspersed. Another aspect that both cities share is the vibrancy of the life on the streets. The streets thrum with activity and life out in the open that I haven’t observed in cities in so-called developed countries.
We stopped in a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop to sample a local delicacy, egg coffee. It was a small cup of espresso with a thick head of orange-yellow foam (the egg I think) like an exceedingly thick latte. You mix the expresso up from the bottom throughout the foam layer before consuming. It was quite tasty although a bit sweet for Mr. Lubin’s taste — he described it as drinking melted coffee ice cream.
Truong led us through the packed and motion filled streets, occasionally ducking though back alleys to illustrate the narrative of city life he was providing. All along the streets, street food seemed to be available every few paced down every block. In one particularly cruel turn, he led us through a close alley filled with street food vendors, so the fabulous cooking aromas were contained in the space - and we didn't event stop for a bite!!
The view out the dining room window at the Intercontinental Hotel West Lake.
Statue of Lý Thái Tổ who moved the capital to Hanoi.
Turtle tower on Hoàn Kiếm Lake.
Saint Joseph's Cathedral. The cell-phone wielding man in the chartreuse sneakers amuses me.
Jonathan, Sheri, Tom, Barbara, and a street porter, who offered to let Sheri try the yolk on for size.
A scooter carting three large kegs; the preponderance of scooters vs. cars is also a function of taxation.
The induced hunger pangs were remedied by lunch at the Indochine Restaurant. I’ll leave the description to the photos.