Thursday, June 23, 2005
Woa! seeing Ha Noi by motorbike
How can I describe it? Riding down the streets of Ha Noi on the back of a motorbike. My hair flaying in the wind, seeing red and gold flags everywhere. Whirring by ancient temples, monuments, the home of the parliament, and a lot of narrow, tall buildings stacked on top of each other.
Motorbikes, more than the people. And ramps by every house and building to help facilitate the parking of motorbikes. Women in conical hats balancing great loads of limes and litchi, a small pearlike fruit in season now.
Stopping by the traffic lights and being caught in the exhaust of a bus. Manuevering past the bus, in a narrower passage than you ever thought possible. Finally getting to your destination and letting out a big "WHOOOOO, hooooo."
Motorbikes, more than the people. And ramps by every house and building to help facilitate the parking of motorbikes. Women in conical hats balancing great loads of limes and litchi, a small pearlike fruit in season now.
Stopping by the traffic lights and being caught in the exhaust of a bus. Manuevering past the bus, in a narrower passage than you ever thought possible. Finally getting to your destination and letting out a big "WHOOOOO, hooooo."
