Lenin Saved my Life

So again I went map-less (it makes me standout even more if I look at it in the street, making me a "target" according to my mom) and this time I really got lost.  I was going to a place to eat and I knew where it was in relation to the temple of literature.  What I didn't know (until it was too late) was that I didn't know how to get to the temple of literature from where I was.

So after about an hour of wandering I finally saw someone who I recognized and walked home from there:  Some dude named Le-Nin.  Probably someone from the war or something =)  I bet instead of the US flag, Obama has like 5 of these around the White House.

Le-Nin Park is a bit small but very pretty.  A lot of people are there at night playing football (soccer), badminton, hacky-sack, and drifting toy cars.

It is weird that in this city there are beautiful spots of semi-peace and trees with a street full of motorbikes honking away just around the corner.

Across the street from Le Nin is the Hanoi flag tower.

Highland Coffee is like the Starbucks of Vietnam....