Southeast Asia – Come for the weather, stay for the fruit

Fresh fruit salad in the morning, including black-speckled dragon fruit.
Fresh fruit in the morning, including ripe mango, banana, grapefruit and black-speckled dragon fruit.

HANOI, VIETNAM – For most of the three-and-a-half weeks we’ve been in Hanoi it’s been around 70 degrees during the day (except for a brief cold spell, and a few days that were near 80) — a far cry from the chilly weather we experienced just before we left the Pacific Northwest.

Skipping winter from now on was one of my main desires when we were looking for a place to stay for a while. That and easy access to a market where we could buy fresh food.

So far we’re winning on both counts.
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Hanoi Old Town Hotel – A great place to stay!

Hanoi Old Town Hotel staff members David, Oanh, Giang, Chi, Sarah, James and Lily
Hanoi Old Town Hotel staff members David, Oanh, Giang, Chi, Sarah, James and Lily
Lisa handles the front desk with excellent service
Lisa handles the front desk with excellent service

HANOI, VIETNAM – We are not getting paid for this plug and that is just fine. This hotel in the heart of Hanoi’s Old Town was a really great place to stay – great breakfast, great helpful staff, great location, and all around good safe choice. We stayed here for 9 days so we got a good feel for everything about the place.
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Too many surprises for one night

Can't wait to taste that cheddar-y goodness!
Can’t wait to taste that cheddar-y goodness!

HANOI, VIETNAM – I’m not giving up, but I am pretty frustrated. Sometimes you just have your mind set on something and you don’t expect to be disappointed. You understand…

You really do, don’t you?

Yummmm. I am so looking forward to cheese popcorn. Just the right amount of salty to go with what I’m drinking at this time – a good dark beer. Here is a picture of the package.

First you have to get the darn packaging open, so I wrestle that project with a serrated knife big enough to kill. I walk into the living room with my drink, ready to sit down and relax.
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