Wandering around the Old Quarter of Hanoi is like stepping back in time. There are few cars, mostly bikes, cyclos and people walking. The flow of traffic never ebbs and the constant honking of horns makes the city come alive. We spent days just wandering around, walking down the narrow streets and alleys. However, for our first official stop, we decided to ease ourselves into the city by starting at the serene Hoan Kiem Lake.
There is a small temple across a beautiful red bridge on an island in the middle of the lake. As soon as you step inside, the hustle and bustle of Hanoi dissappears. You can no longer hear the honking, the scent of insence fills the courtyard, and there is nothing to do but contemplate the beauty of the lake. Of course, Alex’s favorite part about the temple was all the old Vietnamese men playing chess inside….
Next up: Our tour of the industrious streets of the Old Quarter.