

Hanoi, Vietnam
Ok, so despite being a nervous flyer I managed to get a flight for September 11th and made my way to Vietnam, with my long awaited visa in hand. I was looking forward to communism and a new way of social living. The immigration people were very nice to me though and not at all like I'd imagined they would be (very strict and in a bad mood). The first thing I noticed on the way to my hostel was the endless paddy fields, with little old ladies in them tending the...