After we got back from Halong bay, literally sitting in the aisle I was looking forward to stay at Hanoi Rocks – the party hostel in the old quarter. It did not disappoint. Our first night in Hanoi we caught up with two of our French friends for the ever elusive karaoke that I was so keen to do while we were in Vietnam. The karaoke didn’t happen, but enjoying a great bbq on the street, and meeting our friends for drinks was absolutely brilliant.
What a great night out partying we had, hopping from bar to bar to nightclub, enjoying every minute of our time through Hanoi. After the night club started to wind down I decided to take a punt on a record label party on the outskirts of the city, again, with people I hardly knew from Halong Bay – but that is what I love about travelling –travel experiences can make up months of time, the stories, the memories shared turn fleeting acquaintances into life-long friends.
For the record – no pun intended – the record label party capped off an amazing night – the taxi fare out not so much, but what a beautiful night, partying with friends from across the world and promises to see them wherever they may end up, in their own adventures.
In Asia I have met a lot of French people, all of them amazing, and all of them reminding me how much I enjoy speaking another language. I am giving some serious consideration at this point in the trip to spending a month in France, somewhere around Toulouse or Montpellier to finish learning French, and speak with the same fluency that I have been amazed by speaking to every European friends.
Hanoi was more than just about partying – we enjoyed the hive of activity that surrounded the old quarter, the hustle and bustle of street vendors, selling everything from authentic Vietnamese food, to fashion, to trinkets and everything in between. Everyone has their own style of travelling but so few people take the opportunity to just wander around the city and take in the culture, for me finding that balance is important in my travels.
There is actually one other story I am going to share about our time here in Hanoi – footy related (and no it isn’t watching the Demons beat the Pies although what a win that was). We sat down to watch Josh’s beloved hawks take on the saints from a little bar, when passers by heard the familiar call of the commentators and decided to come in and conversation ensued. What was an innocuous invitation to join us for a drink turned into a few hours of sharing stories, adventures and advice with an older couple at the very start of their journey.
Hanoi was an amazing city – a perfect way to cap off our time in Vietnam and while I was a little sicker than I would have liked I enjoyed our time here, time spent with friends, enjoying the street food aimlessly wandering in the market.
Next stop Thailand, Bangkok and Koh Phanang for the adventures that they may hold.