Two Wheels in Hanoi

Published November 29th, 2012

Bombing down the back alleys of Hanoi on the back of my uncle's moped. Some of my best memories stem from these rides, the rush of the breeze cooling my skin wafting aromas of frenetic city activity.

Incessant squeals of bike horns as we hurtled past every corner, the jolts from the countless potholes littering the ground, the cries of market stall traders, the smoke and smog - stinging, the flags hanging from balconies, camera in one hand snapping, the other hand keeping me steady...

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