There's no better way to enjoy Hanoi than from the back of a moto. The minute you walk out of your hotel moto drivers are hooting for your attention. They never give up, even though it's clear you are never ever going to get on the back of the motorcycle with that strange guy. One local expat writer has written a hilarious essay on the different calls of the moto driver and what they mean. It's kind of subtle, but I'll find it and post some excerpts from the piece.
The preferable way to ride is on the back of a friend's motorbike. I was lucky to be moto-chauffered around the city by Linh, a fun, 28 year old Australian-educated Vietnamese woman I've been working with.
We cruised around Ba Dinh Square - in front you can see Ho Chi Minh's Mausoleum:
And we cruised through some of Hanoi's exquisite tree lined alleys
You can see all sorts of Vietnamese culture from the back of a motorbike -- here's the traditional long hair that looks like it is about to get sucked into the back tire.
I'm dreaming that someday I can also set my feet there.
Posted by: custom essays | September 29, 2011 at 01:38 PM