On a completely separate note, Tuesday was our last day in central Vietnam. We drove up to the DMZ (de-militarized zone) and saw the 17th parallel where North and South Vietnam were originally divided. Really it was just a bridge that we drove about 1.5 hours to see, including a lunch stop at a deserted hotel that attempted western food by making shrimp with green rice krispies fried onto them. Dinner at the hotel that night was also an attempt at western food which nearly succeeded, until they served spagetey (yes, that's what I meant to write) with what seemed to be the mango salsa from oneg. Later that night we hit up a couple of bars in Hue, including the Backpackers Hostel (featuring it's own ridiculous flavored vodka, check out the flava flavs) and the DMZ featuring 30 year old creepy Aussie and Irish men and walls and ceilings to graffiti. Here are some of the highlights:
The next day we flew from Hue to Hanoi, which is where we left off yesterday. September 9th was a national holiday second only to Vietnamese Independence Day because we were able to go wherever we wanted for dinner. It was FINALLY time to wet my appetite with French gastronomie including garuppa tartar with tropical fruit. FUCK.YES.
This morning began our first day of sightseeing in Hanoi with a walk down communism lane and a visit to Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum and his house and office as well as the famous one-pillar pagoda and the Confucianist Temple of Literature. All in 95 degree weather what whaaaat. In the afternoon we went to the US embassy to meet with the US ambassador to Vietnam which was prettaaay legit.
Let me end this day by reiterating the single most wonderfully phenomenal thing in the world: IN VIETNAM A MANICURE IS $1.96. Take that Tammy! MLIA.
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