hacky sack in Hanoi with Sho

No city is like the other in Vietnam. The people are different, the vibe is different, the shops are different, the prices are different, the food is different.

After meeting a college friend, Sho, and his med school friend, Mike, at the Hanoi airport we jumped in a cab and were dumped off into the middle of madness. Motorbikes, street food, narrow streets and a humming energy was what I was breathing in Hanoi. 

We bought tickets for halong, checked into a shitty hotel, and went on a walking exploration. 

If you mix hacky sack with the 'birdie' from badminton you get some kind of weird kicking game they play in Vietnam. I bought a birdie and we got to kicking it in the park. Some of the locals joined us and we played until we were drenched in sweat.

Nothing else to write home about in Hanoi. It's aiiiite here. I've been here 5 hours and I'm ready to leave.