A house in Hanoi

     I love traveling with you who are a traveler indeed, not just a tourist. Beside you, I have experienced new places and different cultures, known distant peoples and felt new flavors, new smells, new sights in a special way. We are just back to your place after five days in Vietnam. At the beginning I was a little upset with the chaos on the Hanoian streets, all that disorder on the sidewalks and the danger of small children without a helmet riding motorcycles with their parents. Furthermore, I was soon badly affected after eating street food. But I was slowly realizing that Vietnam has a very delicate but strong people, a complex culture and a peculiar character. It was great to be with you in the Temple of Literature. I never imagined that there was one. Sorry for dozing off during the Water Puppet show. I enjoyed them anyway.

     However, if I have to choose my favorite moment, it was in the house we rent in the suburbs of Hanoi to spend our last night there. We could not only experience a bit of the city as it is apart from the tourist common places but to enjoy a long conversation seated in the porch, over a glass of wine, at the close of the day. No need to mention my pleasure to share comments and impressions with you. I admire your courage, your intelligence and your knowledge of Southeast Asia, the place where you decided recreate your life many years ago, after an accident of life. Now I am eager to experience Thailand with my darling.