Monday, November 29, 2010

Good Morning VietNam!!

What do you get when you take a full dose of airial bombardment, some artillery and rocket fire, mix it with a bunch of agent orange, a healthy dousing of napalm, throw in some B-52 night raids, a sprinkle of claymore fragmentation and add a whole lot of gun-em down and shoot-em up? You get a nation without many rules.  Is it fair to expect the contrary? I fear not!

Here in Hanoi, there aren't many rules to be followed.  Anything goes.  And as I have come to experience, a country that follows no rule of law can be quite an exciting and exhilerating place to be.  Hanoi pulses.  It thrives.  It is a vibrant, living, breathing, writhing organism unto itself.  The best way to handle this city is to jump in feet first and let the flow take you where it may.  And whether it's the museums or the French coffees, the spicy chicken Pho or the motorbike taxis, the souvenir T-shirts of Uncle Ho, or the twenty-five cent beers, seldom is the time when something will cost you more than 1 USD.  A beautiful thing I do concur.  The city is 1000 years old, it is loud, it is obnoxious, it is sheer insanity, it is chaos at its finest hour.  It is home to beautiful women, French architecture, lakes, parks, and tree-lined boulevards.  For those readers out there who are feeling stale, tired or bored with life, a visit to VietNam should cure your disease.  It is a Good Morning, VietNam!

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