After having my fill of black sticky rice shake, milk coffee, and fried dog, I think I'm ready to leave Hanoi tomorrow.
If all goes as planned, I should get my Chinese visa from the travel agency, then jump on a bus/train up to the border. Cross my fingers.
In completely unrelated news, I was pleasantly surprised today when a very old gentleman hopped on the bus and, when I volunteered to give him my seat, politely said no and thanked me. In flawless French.
A little bit of living history...
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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