hitting the streets of hanoi
alphanumeric graffiti
troops take a morning run... i sweat just watching
hundreds wait in line to visit uncle ho (Ho Chi Minh) at the mausoleum
art at HCM museum
our first of many pho's
food for the dead at the temple of literature
up to us
a quick break before going off to war
museum of war and gloating
two very different star and bars
scooters occupy every square inch road and at times the sidewalk
long sleeves, pants, gloves, and face masks were all rage despite the jungle heat.
it's not pollution they fear but an unwanted tan... aka buffalo skin.
no joke!
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