When we landed in Hanoi, I was about 19% alive. Feverish. Poopy. Bloody poopy. Awful! But after a couple of days, Mike and I explored the densely populated, yet simple, city.The photo above was taken at an open street market in Hanoi. Fresh (sorta) fruits, meats, and seafood galore! Those are live eels in the green bowl.
The weather was super humid, so we took every opportunity to stop and enjoy fancy iced drinks, ice cream, or whatever refreshing food was around. This is a scoop of young rice ice cream from Fanny's Ice Cream, a French parlour on the southwest side of Hoan Kiem lake. A buck or two for uuuber tasty ice cream does beat the price for my daily gelato fix (a craving which has subsided... for now!).However, there was an even cheaper ice cream joint on the northern side of the lake that was just as creamy and good. I don't remember its precise name (it was a tiny stall), but it serviced mostly locals and carried ice cream flavors like taro and banana (photos eventually!).
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The semester is getting more intense now, so the five-week blinkers I've had over my eyes will have to come off eventually. Similar to last semester, I won't approach this one with a sense of academic martyrdom. I'm here to learn!/grow!/enjoy! No sense in furrowing my brow and being that stressed along the way. =)
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