Arriving in Hanoi we felt a bit of nostalgia. The place felt familiar even though we have neither of us been here before. We think it is the developing country feeling and so many things are reminiscent of Papua New Guinea.
The drive in from the airport was intriguing and terrifying. We were both peering out the van windows but I was tempted to just close my eyes sometimes and wait for the bump. Our driver ran right up against people on scooters and they were angry and we were eye to eye. In fact, we passed an accident where 2 scooter riders had been knocked off.
Our hotel is fine. Not too shabby and not too flash. But everything we need. We have been traveling now for 25 hours and think we will venture out for a meal and hit the sack.
Lance's booboo- had us standing at the wrong rotunda waiting for our luggage.
Erynn's bigger booboo- was that she couldn't find her passport when we checked into the hotel. I was starting to feel panicky until Lance found it in my back pocket (somewhere I never put it). Phew, lucky it didn't fall out in the taxi.
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