I’m sure the Lonely Planet would call Hanoi the Paris of Asia, and talk about boulevards, a city experiencing an influx of foreign investment and an attempt by the commies to promote local employment leading to joint ventures on hotels etc. I would call Hanoi stupendously hot. I’m sure I’ve read in another guidebook that […]

Hanoi is a blur of mopeds and horns blaring. Roads are crossed amidst a throng of speeding, overloaded, Honda Dreams by refusing to face the traffic and walking slowly across the road. Dave Prowse would be turning in his grave if he was dead, and watching children get eaten up by hungry taxis. It didn’t