Oh Asia, I do love you!
We’re here and reminded of how much we love Asia! I’m as excited as a kid in a candy store…or an adult in a candy store who can eat whatever they want and not gain a single gram. Bliss!
The first time I came to Malaysia, in 2006, The Architect’s family took us straight from the plane at the crack of dawn to a local joint for brekkie. Curry, to be precise. I wasn’t really convinced but today when we arrived at KLIA the first thing I said to the The Architect was “Mmmm. Roti Cennai and Teh Tarek; that’d be good right now”. It was 6am (local time)!
Tonight we went for a big walk around the Old Quarter. Hanoi is a MAD city! It’s exactly the way we picture an Asian city – pedestrians, motorcyclists, scooter riders, cars and cyclists all share roads made only for 1.5lanes and somehow navigate one another like a well oiled machine…which is probably more than can be said for many of the vehicles!
When it comes to eating hawker food, The Architect is much braver than I. It takes me a couple of days to warm up to eating food that’s been cooked on the side of the road. The Architect took great delight in tormenting me on this front when we went to China. Today he just accepted it; he knows I’ll get there!
The little one traveled well. It’s definitely true that planes are not made for small children but despite this, she only screamed for about 20minutes once we got into our seats (a bit more in the terminal) but given the our flight left at 1.15AM and that we woke her up at 9.50pm, this was kind of OK. She was awake for a couple of hours in the flight, but very quiet so only the HH and I were disturbed by this but in the end she slept for about half the flight and then for 2.5hrs of the 3.5hr flight b/w KL and Hanoi.
I realise this post is all over the place but I hope you’ll expect this random selection of thoughts as my offering to you on my first night in Hanoi!