9th August
Reasonable priced taxi from
station to Holiday Gold Hotel in Hang
Manh Street in the old quarter of Hanoi, where I got a better room than I
bargained for. Had lunch at Gecko, a popular local restaurant just a few doors
down the street. Vietnam
doesn't seem to have any effective trademark and name registering laws so there
are several Gecko restaurants all claiming to be the original. Similarly every
second travel agency claims to be Sinh Cafe. But the food was good and the beer
was cold. Later met up with some friends for coffee and ice cream by Hoan Kiem
Lake and then had a walk
around the lake. The small square in front of a huge statue of Lý Thái Tổ, who
moved the capital to Hanoi
a thousand years ago, has become a roller skating zone with dozens of children
showing various stages of proficiency. Nearby was a popular area for wedding
photos.
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Biere Larue in Gecko |
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Bags R Us |
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Small Boy, Big Skates |
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Wedding Photo |
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Checking the Photos |
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Evening Exercise by the Lake |
Had a fairly late dinner in
Little Hanoi. It has been around for a long time and is very popular. In the
past, I remember having a good, reasonably priced meal there. But tonight the
service was slow, the food mediocre and overpriced. After another walk tried to
go to one of the roof top bars near the lake but was told that all of them were
closed at 11pm. On a Saturday night!
10th August.
Good breakfast of scrambled egg
and bacon with juice coffee and fruit. Set out for another walk through the old
quarter which I find eternally fascinating. Then down past the Post Office to a
new luxury mall which opened last year but which I didn't go into then. Entrance is through
gilded doors, each with a doorman to
open it. Inside there are all the expected luxury brands and at the entrance to
each shop there is a "Man in Black" to usher you in. The only things
missing from the illusion are the dark shades. Inside each of the shops there
is another cohort of men and women in black to service your shopping desires.
Didn't see many customers and I wonder who buys this stuff. My friend C told me,
when we went round a similar mall in Saigon,
that the main customers are wealthy Vietnamese, particularly those in the
media. I wonder what people who fought for Communism must think when they see
this conspicuous, decadent consumption? The ultimate was "Kid's Luxury
World", but the gold dining set with gold chairs came a close second. And
just across the street is another world.
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It's that Lake again |
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Conspicuous Consumption |
Outside it was feeling very hot, and remembering that only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun, decided that I would betray my nationality and seek shade and a cold beer in the pavement cafe of the Metropole Hotel, another bastion of capitalist decadence. Like the Saigon Morin in Hue, it plays shamelessly on its Heritage proclaiming "depuis 1901"; obviously a good year for Indochinese hotel openings. But it provided me with a cold Hanoi beer and some delicious nibbles.
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Beer in the Metropole |
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And Nibbles! |
Also plenty of entertainment, as a continuous series of
couples with wedding photographers queued up for the best locations. The
maximum at any one time was four couples but I lost track of the total number.
All the women were wearing traditional, Western style, white wedding dresses
and the men were mostly in black tuxedos. Obviously the wedding shops have done
a great marketing job. Don't know when the idea of taking pre-wedding photos
around the iconic locations of the city took off. First time I saw it was in Leningrad in the 1980's; it was certainly well established
in Singapore
by the mid 90's. Has it caught on in Britain? Many of the women were
wearing elegant high heels, as I would have expected, but was amused to see one
woman wearing flip flops under the finery. But seeing her standing next to her
beloved, I realised that high heels would have made her significantly taller
than him.
Presume the streets as crowded with traffic, backpackers and hawkers as before. You said one time it can only be a matter of time before things just have to change!
ReplyDeleteYes, I was nearly run over by a girl on a scooter this afternoon and I thought that perhaps I wasn't looking out for the traffic properly and then I realised: But I am on the pavement!
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