HAN Day 8 │ Noi Bai to KLIA • MH753!

The Journey Home

We began the morning with a final sweep of the homestay—drawers, shelves, under the bed—making sure nothing was left behind. The room felt hollow now, emptied of routine. Even with most of the packing done the night before, we moved slowly, sitting with our bags by the door and listening to scooters pass below while waiting for Mr. Nam. There was no rush—only a quiet reluctance.

He arrived shortly after nine, and that made it real. One last look back, then we set off on the forty five minute drive to Nội Bài Airport, Hanoi sliding past the windows—awake, busy, already moving on.

At the terminal, we checked in our yellow submarines and watched them vanish down the conveyor belt. The airport took over from there: documents, immigration, security—familiar steps that dulled time. With everything priced in USD, we ignored the shops and sat quietly at the gate. Our flight departed just after one, landing safely in Malaysia three hours later.

Crossing Back

After disembarking MH754, the walk through KLIA’s long arrival corridors felt endless. The air was cool and sterile, footsteps echoing, the noise reduced to wheels and tired voices. At immigration, calm briefly collapsed. The MYNIIS autogates offered little guidance; people queued incorrectly, doubled back, hesitated. It was frustrating and mildly chaotic, but eventually—through patience rather than clarity—we cleared it.

Beyond that, space opened into the baggage hall. Conveyor belts hummed steadily as we waited at carousel B. When our yellow submarines appeared—bright, unmistakable—it felt grounding, like the last step clicking into place.

Home, Gently

Our bags arrived quickly after that. We boarded the KLIA Express, quiet and efficient, the city sliding past as familiar rhythms returned. At KL Sentral, Brendan was waiting to take us home. It felt good to be back—tired, calm, and just in time for the festive season.

Only then did the full shape of the week settle in.

Looking Back

We spent one unforgettable week in Hanoi celebrating a birthday, and the city gave us far more than we expected. We lived out of a small homestay on Hàng Tre Street, each morning beginning the same way—crossing the road, turning onto Lò Sũ, walking toward Hoàn Kiếm Lake.

That lake became the heart of the trip. Morning light, warm sunsets, quiet night reflections—it always drew us back.

We explored slowly: Ngọc Sơn Temple, St. Joseph’s Cathedral, the Flag Tower, Ba Đình Square, Trấn Quốc Pagoda, the Temple of Literature. We wandered the Old Quarter’s tight streets and the French Quarter’s calm avenues, surprised again and again.

Food shaped everything. Brunch at Running Bean, La Capo, and The Coffee Club. Street food—bún cá, bún chả, beef noodles, even McDonald’s when convenience won. We found favourites: a tiny bún chả stall on Hàng Thùng, gelato by the lake, a sundry shop run by an elderly deaf couple that quietly made us feel at home.

The birthday anchored the week. Shopping, coffee breaks, and finally the tattoo—a lotus, drawn by hand and inked by Hung Bun over four painful hours. It hurt, but it mattered.

Not everything went smoothly—a disappointing spa visit, a long hunt for Bluetooth headphones—but even those frustrations became part of the story.

As the week softened, so did everything else. We rode the red double decker bus twice and watched Hanoi glow into evening. On our last night, we returned to where we began, eating bún cá at the same small stall as day one.

Now, back in Kuala Lumpur, Hanoi is physically behind us—but it stays close. In memory, in photographs, in a lotus etched into skin, and in quiet moments that surface without warning.

The trip ended—but its afterlife had already begun.

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Noi Bai International Airport - https://maps.app.goo.gl/i4BZvrPcCNE9zJP87

Kuala Lumpur International Airport - https://maps.app.goo.gl/pDCevJLK4PNEfeq39

Havironia Music - https://goo.gl/maps/swtNfVmjFK4FgRsf8

HAN Day 7 │ Final Hoan Kiem Stroll!

One Last Loop Around the Lake

We stepped off the bus at half past six, and the shift in the air was immediate. The heat of the day loosened into something cooler, faintly damp, carrying the smell of trees and water instead of asphalt. Without saying it out loud, we turned left and began one final anticlockwise walk around Hoàn Kiếm Lake.

Twilight softened everything. The sky slipped from pale blue into muted lavender and grey, mirrored gently on the lake’s surface. Lamps along the path blinked on one by one, their reflections stretching and breaking with each small ripple. At the centre, Tháp Rùa glowed quietly—steady and familiar, unchanged by the closing day.

The lake felt intimate at this hour. Joggers slowed into walks, finishing their last laps. Couples leaned against railings, shoulders touching, voices dropping to murmurs. Families ambled without direction, the urgency of daylight gone. Even the scooters circling the perimeter sounded restrained, their engines softened by distance, trees, and water.

We walked beneath overlapping canopies, leaves whispering lightly overhead, the path glowing warm beneath our steps. Somewhere behind us, a street musician packed up. Café chatter drifted outward, then faded. The city wasn’t stopping—it was exhaling, and the lake held that breath for everyone.

With each step, calm deepened—and so did the awareness that this was the last time. Tomorrow morning, we’d be heading back to Kuala Lumpur. These paths wouldn’t belong to us anymore. The thought wasn’t heavy, just tender. We didn’t rush. We let the loop take its time, committing the lights, the air, the silhouettes, the feeling to memory.

Completing the circle felt less like finishing a walk and more like closing a chapter—Hanoi continuing on behind us, luminous and unbothered, while we carried this final twilight forward.

Ending Where We Began

We decided to end our trip the same way it had started: with bún cá. We returned to the same tiny stall where we’d eaten our very first meal in Hanoi a week earlier. In a city overflowing with roasted meat bún chả, the fish based version still felt elusive—and special for it.

We squeezed into low plastic seats outside the simple shop opposite Nhà Thuốc 115 Pharma on busy Hàng Thùng Street. Scooters streamed past, headlights flickering on, the city flowing around us as it always did.

As usual, I ordered rice noodles; Cat chose glass noodles, both in the clear, fragrant fish soup that had stayed in our minds all week. With two Coca Colas, our final meal came to VND 140,000—simple, satisfying, and exactly right. No big finale, just a quiet full circle.

A Small Stop Before Home

On the walk back, we made one last stop at the elderly deaf couple’s sundry shop along our familiar route. We pointed, smiled, exchanged nods, and picked up a few small final items. It was brief and wordless, but grounding in a way only routine can be.

Then we continued on to the homestay, the city humming steadily around us. Hanoi didn’t pause for our goodbye—but it made room for it anyway.

It felt like the right ending. Not loud, not dramatic—just a lake at twilight, a bowl of soup, a familiar shop, and the quiet certainty that the story had closed exactly where it began.

Tomorrow morning, we make our airport transfer with Mr. Nam—so be sure to catch the final video in our Hanoi series.

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Hoàn Kiếm Lake - https://maps.app.goo.gl/unGbBiLEyjR9M9Sa6

23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

HAN Day 7 │ Hanoi City Tour • Sunset Ride!

Our Last Evening Above the City

As the day eased toward evening, we boarded the open top Hanoi City Tour bus for a one hour sunset loop—a calm, gentle way to close our time in the city. From the top deck, the pace softened. The open air, the height, and the slow movement gave everything room to breathe.

Starting at the City’s Heart

Our journey began at Đông Kinh Nghĩa Thục Square, right by Hoàn Kiếm Lake. The square felt like Hanoi’s heartbeat—people crossing in streams, cafés glowing, shops buzzing, traffic flowing without pause. It was lively, layered, and perfectly placed, an ideal starting point for one last ride.

The bus circled the lake first, water catching warm light as dusk approached. Pedestrians lingered along the paths, scooters traced steady lines, and the city shifted gears below us.

From the Lake to the Cathedral

Leaving the lake, the streets narrowed and café tables crowded the pavements. Streetlights flickered on, mixing with the last of the daylight. Then St. Joseph’s Cathedral rose suddenly ahead—its twin towers, dark stone walls, and Gothic arches standing firm amidst cafés and traffic. The contrast felt sharp and familiar: centuries of history holding its place in everyday motion.

Into the Old Quarter

Looping past the lake once more, we entered the Old Quarter, the oldest and busiest part of Hanoi. From above, the chaos looked choreographed—neon signs lighting up, stools spilling into the streets, scooters flowing like a living current. The bus moved steadily, giving us distance without detachment, letting us observe rather than react.

Formal Spaces and Quiet Weight

We passed the Hanoi Flag Tower and rolled into the wide openness of Ba Đình Square. The atmosphere shifted immediately—formal, quiet, composed. The Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum appeared solid and restrained, its simple geometry reflecting its importance in Vietnam’s modern history. The calm felt intentional, almost ceremonial.

West Lake at Dusk

After Quán Thánh Temple, the bus crossed Thanh Niên Road, and West Lake opened wide on both sides. Water stretched out gently, reflecting the deepening sky. The bus made a U turn, granting us the view twice, each pass softer than the last.

Along the lakeside stood Trấn Quốc Pagoda, its tall red tower glowing quietly beside the water. One of the oldest pagodas in Vietnam, it felt serene and timeless—easily one of the most beautiful moments of the entire ride.

Layers of History in Twilight

As traffic thickened around half past five, the bus pressed on through the evening congestion. From above, it looked less chaotic and more ritualistic. Twilight had fully arrived when we passed the Temple of Literature, Vietnam’s first national university. Its tiled roofs and calm courtyards stood quietly against the flow of traffic, grounded in a much longer timeline.

We rolled past Kính Thiên Palace and the Imperial Citadel of Thăng Long, ancient spaces that felt subdued yet powerful, history lingering just beneath the surface as the city carried on.

Completing the Loop

From there, it was a straight, unbroken run back to Đông Kinh Nghĩa Thục Square. City lights had fully taken over, movement steady and resolved. Returning to where it all connected felt right, the loop closing neatly at Hanoi’s center.

One Last Look

In one gentle hour, we’d traced the city’s story—from lake to cathedral, Old Quarter to mausoleum, pagodas to ancient academies. It was not about ticking off sights, but about seeing how everything fit together. Warm light, open air, a slow pace, and no decisions left to make.

It was the perfect goodbye—Hanoi showing itself one final time, then quietly letting us step off and into the night.

Up next: Our final stroll around Hoan Kiem Lake.

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23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

Hanoi City Tour Stop - https://maps.app.goo.gl/nC8RSWjsbPNryp6X9 

HAN Day 7 │ Pho Thin • Old Quarter Stroll!

Afternoon in Motion

We picked you up again in the mid afternoon, the heat sitting a little heavier now as Hanoi leaned into the day. The plan was loose but purposeful: lunch first, then some last minute shopping before time slipped away again.

I needed a quick haircut, but the barbershop directly across from our homestay was shuttered—chairs empty, lights off, mirrors reflecting nothing but the street. With that plan scrapped, we headed north instead, letting the city decide what came next.

Lunch at Phở Thìn Bờ Hồ

We walked north along Hàng Tre Street, lunchtime energy building with every step. Scooters slipped past, steam escaped doorways, and the air thickened with the smell of broth and grilled meat until we reached Phở Thìn Bờ Hồ.

Inside, the room hummed quietly with appetite—bowls clinking, steam rising, conversations kept low. We ordered fried beef with garlic and fried beef with brisket noodles, simple and satisfying. With two iced teas, lunch came to VND 168,000. Haircut forgotten, hunger handled.

Drifting Deeper into the Old Quarter

Fed and unhurried, we began exploring the Old Quarter north of our homestay. We set off west along Phố Gia Ngư, a transitional street of hotels, open doorways, and shaded sidewalks easing us toward something busier.

Turning north onto Phố Đinh Liệt, the streets tightened, noise layered in, and foot traffic thickened. Continuing onto Phố Lương Ngọc Quyến, the mood flipped—plastic stools lining the road, pub signs flashing, laughter bouncing between façades. We’d landed on Hanoi’s Beer Street, loud, social, and unapologetically alive.

A Useful Find on Hàng Buồm

We continued to the intersection with Hàng Buồm Street, where movement and colour gathered all at once. At the corner of Lương Ngọc Quyến and Hàng Buồm, we stopped at Mr. Toan’s self proclaimed “Made in Vietnam Factory Outlet – Original Store.”

I picked up a Grab jacket for VND 160,000, practical and unmistakably local. Cat grabbed a Hanoi tote bag for VND 150,000—light, useful, and easy to pack. Straightforward wins always feel good.

Looping Back Through Familiar Streets

From there, we walked east along Ma Mây Street, one of the Old Quarter’s most character filled stretches. Tube houses leaned overhead, cafés and small hotels filled the gaps, and the Ma Mây Ancient House quietly anchored the street in history amid the tourism.

We turned left onto Hàng Chĩnh, where crowds softened and the pace eased, then right onto Trần Nhật Duật, the road opening up as traffic flowed more freely. Gradually, almost without noticing, we looped south back to Hàng Tre Street.

As we passed Phở Thìn Bờ Hồ again, its shutters were already down—lunchtime long finished. It felt like a small marker of time passing, Hanoi nudging us along as the afternoon carried on.

Afternoon, Unrushed

It wasn’t an afternoon built around must see sights, but one defined by motion—walking, eating, browsing, circling back. Exactly the kind of wandering that reminds you the best moments often arrive when the plan quietly gets out of the way.

Stay tuned for the next video, where we ride the Hanoi City Tour double decker bus for a one hour loop to enjoy our final sunset in Hanoi.

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23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

Phở Thìn Bờ Hồ - https://maps.app.goo.gl/x75HX9U6u97ZdqaSA

Ta Hien Beer Street - https://maps.app.goo.gl/oTctPmQNu6ZdDjyWA

Made In Vietnam - https://maps.app.goo.gl/vxtioB17rpmtVsQ96

HAN Day 7 │ The Coffee Club • Hoan Kiem Lake Stroll!

A Slow Start to One of Our Last Mornings

It was our second to last day in Hanoi, and we began it early. We woke at a quarter past seven and left the homestay by eight, stepping into a city that was awake but still gentle.

We crossed Hàng Tre, turned left, and followed Lò Sũ Street toward Hoàn Kiếm Lake. Shutters lifted, stools appeared on sidewalks, and scooters glided past without hurry. The air was cool, carrying coffee aromas and the promise of a calm morning.

Breakfast by Hoàn Kiếm Lake

From The Coffee Club balcony, the lake stretched out like a quiet exhale. The water moved in slow circles, pale light skimming its surface as joggers traced the paths below. The city felt cushioned, held back by water and space.

For breakfast, we ordered:

• American Breakfast
• Baguette with Opla Egg and Bacon
• Cinnamon Tea with Honey
• Hot Vietnamese Coffee

Plates arrived warm and familiar, the perfect pace for easing into one of our final days here.

Errand One: Protecting the Lotus

We paid the bill—VND295,920 (≈ MYRx/USDx/EURx)—made a quick pit stop, and got practical. Our first errand was finding a transparent film dressing for my new lotus flower tattoo.

We headed north along Phố Hàng Đào, threading through growing crowds and fully open shops. Two pharmacies later, we were still empty handed—polite nods, full shelves, but no luck.

A Grab ride for VND33,280 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1) took us to a third pharmacy near McDonald’s by Hoàn Kiếm Lake. Again, no success. Three tries down, the tattoo quietly insisting we keep going.

A Backup Plan at Uniqlo

Next to a Pharmacity in the French Quarter, we spotted Uniqlo—but it wouldn’t open for another ten minutes. We crossed the street and waited on a bench facing the lake, letting the calm do its work.

At ten sharp, we went inside. Since proper dressing wasn’t happening, I bought a grey long sleeved Heattech shirt for tomorrow’s flight. Cat picked up two T shirts for Brendan. Total: VND879,000 (≈ MYR131/USD34/EURx). Problem solved, imperfectly but well enough.

One of the Best Walks in Hanoi

We then took a slow, wonderful walk along Hoàn Kiếm Lake. Trees filtered sunlight onto the path, leaves stirred softly, and reflections wavered gently on the water. Conversations dropped into murmurs. Even traffic seemed to respect the space.

After about ten unhurried minutes, we reached our third errand.

Planning Our Last Sunset

We bought one hour round trip tickets for the Hanoi City Tour bus, VND150,000 ≈ MYR22/USD6/EUR5) each. The plan was simple and perfect: watch our final Hanoi sunset from the top deck of a double decker bus, above streets we’d spent days learning to walk.

Cooling Down, Watching Life

On the way back to the homestay, we stopped at Boulevard Coffee. A beer and an iced tea—VND90,000 (≈ MYR13/USD4/EUR3)—did wonders.

From our table, we watched a street cobbler ply his trade with practiced speed, tools laid at his feet, calling out to passersby—sometimes charming, sometimes a little too aggressive. We sipped slowly, amused and relaxed, letting Hanoi put on one of its perfectly ordinary, endlessly watchable shows.

Morning, Complete

It had been a morning of calm starts and small solutions—breakfast by the lake, a gentle hunt through the city, quiet wins, and easy pauses. Not rushed, not perfect, but exactly right for one of our final days in Hanoi.

Be sure to catch the next video of our lunch, just a short walk away.

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23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

Coffee Club - https://maps.app.goo.gl/T5tvBEiSpduFgbHe8

UNIQLO Hoan Kiem - https://maps.app.goo.gl/YuzjVrSVR1pyeXch8

Boulevard Coffee - https://maps.app.goo.gl/Amiaha8ZQy7w2YXR6

HAN Day 6 │ Hangout Tattoo!

Preamble

Oops, I did it again — I got another tattoo. The last time was in June last year, when Robin from Borneo Headhunters worked on me. As always, I started thinking about new ink around my birthday and whenever we visited a new country. This time, I wanted something that felt deeply connected to Vietnam — a piece of art that would remind us of this trip every time I looked at it.

Ink Day Begins

After a quiet, grounding morning at the Temple of Literature, we headed back to the homestay. I hugged Cat goodbye, stepped back onto the street, and hailed a Grab. Hanoi surged around me as we drove toward The Hangout Tattoo—the calm giving way to focus. The studio came into view. Time to meet Hung Bun. Time to make it permanent.

From Idea to Skin

As I walked inside, I remembered how this all started. Our friend Darren from Guntur Tattoo in Kota Kinabalu had suggested we check out The Hangout Tattoo while we were in Hanoi. Not long after, while filming a video for my guitar channel, I noticed a bare spot on my right elbow. It felt like an invitation.

On a previous visit, senior artist Luan had sketched a freehand lotus—simple, balanced, and right. Today, that idea was ready to leave paper behind. After a few stencil variations, Hung Bun stepped back, nodded, and we began precisely at 11:30 a.m.

Why a Lotus

The lotus (hoa sen) is one of Vietnam’s most meaningful symbols. Growing clean and pure from muddy water, it represents resilience, moral clarity, and spiritual growth. In Buddhism, it symbolizes enlightenment, often shown as the seat of the Buddha. As Vietnam’s national flower, it reflects ideals of humility, perseverance, and inner strength—rising above hardship without being stained by it. That meaning mattered. The placement mattered. Everything lined up.

The First Hour

The first lines bit sharp and hot, tiny electric snaps against the skin. I slowed my breathing, tried to stay loose—but the elbow doesn’t negotiate. Every needle strike felt like it went straight to the bone. Time dragged. I talked for a while, then stopped. Instead, I watched the lotus petals emerge, one line at a time, and made a deliberate effort not to look at the clock.

The Second Hour

By the second hour, the pain shifted. It wasn’t sharp anymore—it was heavy and constant. The shading burned, a deep, spreading heat. I clenched my teeth, stretched my fingers, shook out my legs to release the tension. Over and over, I told myself the same thing: just a little more.

Trusting the Process

We took a short break, then went back in. I was sweating, my arm stiff and swollen. The needle kept returning to the same spots, over and over, smoothing the colour, evening the shading. I wanted to stop—but I also wanted the lotus to be right. So I stayed still, locked my shoulder, and trusted the process.

The Fourth Hour

By the fourth hour, the work had followed its full arc—linework complete, shading refined, colour settled through repetition. That repetition hurts most, but it’s what gives a tattoo its depth.

By then, I was almost numb. Hung Bun cleaned the tattoo one last time and suddenly the pain didn’t matter.

The lotus looked perfect—clean lines, soft shading, strong and calm all at once. Sitting right on the elbow, it was bold, bright, and exactly where it belonged. Every sharp pass made sense.

The Ride Home

Wiped out and a little dazed, I stepped outside and flagged down another Grab—VND 33,280. I slumped into the seat as Hanoi blurred past, my elbow throbbing softly. By the time we reached the homestay, exhaustion had fully set in—and with it, the quiet satisfaction of knowing something permanent had been earned.

Stay tuned for the next video as we make the most of our penultimate day in Hanoi.

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📍 Location:

23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

The Hangout Tattoo Studio - https://maps.app.goo.gl/F2MtX5Zt6FmZgf417

HAN Day 6 │ Hino Cafe • Temple of Literature!

Morning of Ink and Intention

Today was the day I finally got my Vietnamese lotus tattoo on my right elbow, but before any ink touched skin, I made sure Cat had a proper breakfast. We woke at a quarter past seven and left the homestay by eight, Hanoi already awake but unhurried.

Soon after, we caught a Grab for VND35,360 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1) and headed to Hino Cafe near the Văn Miếu area. Morning light slid across wider, greener streets, scooters moving steadily rather than rushing.

Breakfast Before the Day Begins

At Hino, we ordered a simple, satisfying breakfast:

• Club sandwich
• Avocado smoothie bowl
• Hot milk coffee
• Ginger cinnamon tea

It was calm and grounding—exactly what we needed. The total came to VND311,060 (≈ MYR46/USD12/EUR10).

Walking Toward the Temple

With breakfast done, we crossed the street toward the Temple of Literature. The walk felt deliberate. Tall trees softened the sound of traffic, voices lowered naturally, and the air carried notes of leaves, dust, and lingering coffee. As the long stone walls appeared, the city seemed to step back.

We paid VND70,000 (≈ MYR10/USD3/EUR2) each and entered.

Moving Through the Gates

Passing Văn Miếu Gate, space and sound changed immediately. Gravel shifted underfoot, leaves stirred overhead, and the path to Đại Trung Gate slowed our pace without effort.

Beyond it, we explored the heart of the complex: Khuê Văn Pavilion, poised and symbolic; Thiên Quang Well, still and reflective; the Doctoral Steles, names carved into stone turtles resting heavily in time; and the Thái Học Area, Vietnam’s first educational center.

Music in the Courtyard

Near the Văn Miếu Bell Tower, we stepped into the Thái Học Courtyard just as a concert rehearsal for the upcoming 2026 Văn Miếu Festival filled the space. Instruments tuned, passages repeated, and music drifted freely between wooden buildings—history and preparation sharing the same air.

Khai Thánh Temple and Calligraphy

Wandering back, we reached Khai Thánh Temple, quieter and more intimate. Traditionally linked to the roots of learning and moral grounding, it felt gentle and reflective.

Here, a calligraphy service operated quietly. A calligrapher, seated at a low table, wrote auspicious words by hand—virtue, patience, learning—each stroke deliberate and calm. Watching him work stilled the room. It felt less like buying something and more like receiving a small intention to carry forward.

The Walk Back Out

From Khuê Văn Pavilion back to Văn Miếu Gate, the transition was gradual. Sounds softened, then widened again. Birds perched along tiled roofs; the hum of the city returned little by little. The temple released us gently.

Parting Ways

Afterward, we booked another Grab for VND45,760 (≈ MYR7/USD2/EUR2) and returned to the homestay. There, I said goodbye to Cat—a quiet, grounding farewell.

I stepped back out, hailed one more Grab, and headed for The Hangout Tattoo Hanoi for my appointment with Hung Bun. The calm of the morning gave way to focus and nerves, carrying me toward a moment that would stay with me far longer than the day itself.

Next up: my intense four‑hour tattoo session at Hangout Tattoo. Stay tuned for that adventure.

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23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

Hino Cafe - https://maps.app.goo.gl/rM3YX3nJSQPuMRtGA

Temple Of Literature - https://maps.app.goo.gl/Hjqrq21y7hZ3Fn4DA

HAN Day 5 │ Sunset over Hoan Kiem Lake • Madame Hien!

An Evening Return to the Lake

We picked you up again at five in the evening and left the homestay for Hoàn Kiếm Lake. As always, we crossed Hàng Tre, headed south, and turned right onto Lò Sũ. The route had become familiar, but the energy of Hanoi never felt the same twice.

The streets were easing into evening. Scooters passed in looser waves, engines humming instead of roaring. Shop lights spilled onto the pavement, and voices overlapped gently—vendors calling out, friends chatting, a radio playing somewhere behind a half open door. The closer we came to the lake, the softer everything felt, as if the city was slowing its breath.

The Luck of a Perfect Bench

With almost unbelievable luck, we found an empty bench facing the water. It was exactly what we wanted. We set the camera up for a sunset time lapse, starting half an hour before the 6:07pm sunset.

While the camera worked, we leaned back into the cool air and slipped into our favourite habit: people watching. Walkers, joggers, couples, and families drifted past, each moving to their own rhythm. Hanoi always delivered, minute by minute, as the sky shifted above us.

Walking Toward Dinner

By half past six, the moment had passed. We packed up and headed toward dinner at Madam Hiền, walking north along Hàng Đậu, continuing onto Hàng Bè, and arriving ten minutes later as evening fully set in.

Madam Hiền was a little pricey, but the warm glow of courtyard lights and the smell of herbs and simmering broth pulled us in before we even looked at the menu. The street fell away behind us, replaced by something calmer and more inviting.

Dinner at Madam Hiền

The menu was long, so we asked for advice and settled on:

• Caramelised meat with rice
• Rice rolls with meat and mushrooms
• Beef phở
• Two glasses of detox

The caramelised meat was rich and comforting, slow cooked in a glossy, savoury sweet sauce over white rice. The rice rolls were soft and delicate, the mushrooms earthy, the filling warm without being heavy. The beef phở arrived steaming, its clear broth fragrant with spices, soothing and full bodied. The detox drinks were light and fresh, cutting cleanly through the richness of the meal.

Dinner came to VND 829,440 (≈ MYR124/USD32/EUR27), and by the time we finished, night had settled in around us.

A Gentle Walk Home

Stepping back into the Hanoi night, the city felt softer and warmer, almost like it knew we’d just had one of those perfect, unplanned dinners that stay with you long after the trip ends.

We ducked into a 7 Eleven nearby in search of bananas, found none, and continued along Lò Sũ before turning left onto Hàng Tre. The walk home was easy and familiar—late diners lingering at small tables, plastic stools scraping softly across the pavement, laughter drifting from open doorways.

A short walk later, we were back at the homestay, ready to call it a night, carrying with us the quiet afterglow of an evening that had unfolded exactly as it should.

Catch our next video of the long tattoo session at Hangout Tattoo.

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📍 Location:

23B P. Hàng Tre - https://maps.app.goo.gl/LrtA6xLFHWhzzzA29

Hoàn Kiếm Lake - https://maps.app.goo.gl/eb8a1XkY4cEoDUZm7

Madame Hien - https://maps.app.goo.gl/pTjE1TZinhPDJm6c9

HAN Day 5 │ Dong Xuan Market!

10:00 AM — Back on the Move

Around ten in the morning, we picked you up again from the Ho Guom area in the French Quarter. The day was already bright and busy, Hanoi fully awake. Rather than walk, we booked a Grab car to Dong Xuan Market for VND33,280 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1) and headed north.

The streets shifted quickly—tree lined roads giving way to tighter lanes, traffic thickening, noise rising. By the time we arrived, the Old Quarter’s energy had completely taken over.

Arriving at Dong Xuan Market

The moment we stepped out, everything felt louder and closer. Vendors shouted, carts rattled, scooters edged through gaps. The market rose ahead of us, solid and humming, people flowing in and out without pause.

We slowed at the entrance for a breath before stepping inside.

The Main Atrium

Inside, the space opened up suddenly. The main atrium was tall and echoing, filled with layered sound—voices, footsteps, shutters, negotiation. At its centre stood a circular water fountain, gently flowing, almost calm amid the rush. People passed around it constantly, using it as a quiet anchor before vanishing into the aisles.

Smells overlapped—fruit, herbs, fabric, plastic, cooking oil. Above us, multiple levels curved around the space, light filtering down through railings and signs.

Level Two and the Annex

An escalator carried us up. On level two, the aisles tightened, packed with clothing and textiles stacked high. Fabric brushed fabric, hangers clacked, calculators beeped. Vendors sat low behind their goods, focused and unhurried. The air felt warmer, heavier.

We eventually wandered deeper into the annex building on the same floor, where the light dimmed slightly and the space felt more wholesale, quieter but no less busy.

The Top Floor — A Sea of Red

At the top floor, we stepped into an open space overlooking the atrium. From above, the movement below softened into patterns around the fountain.

Across the open span—from one end of the atrium to the other—Vietnamese flags were strung overhead, forming a canopy of red. They shifted gently in the warm air, yellow stars repeating again and again until the entire space below felt wrapped in color.

The Áo Dài Search

Cat had dreamed of buying an áo dài in Hanoi, and here we were, surrounded by endless choices. We first stopped at Chân Dung – Hà Ngọc, but the price proved too high.

Farther along, we found a small, nondescript stall run by an elderly, friendlier shopkeeper. Cat bargained gently, smiling. The shopkeeper listened, smiled back, but stayed firm. Cat agreed and chose a golden áo dài for VND 300,000 (≈ MYR45/USD12/EUR10).

The áo dài is Vietnam’s traditional dress—a long, fitted tunic with a high collar and side slits, worn over loose trousers. Elegant and practical, it moves with the body and is worn for daily life, ceremonies, and celebrations.

Carrying It Forward

We booked another Grab to Hanoi Centre for VND37,440 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1) to resume the Bluetooth headset hunt. When we stepped outside, sharp afternoon light hit us, and the street noise felt brighter.

We carried the áo dài carefully, as if it were no longer just fabric, but a small story we had written together.

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HAN Day 5 │ Conifer Bun Mua • Doi Can Street!

A Slow Start and a Clear Goal

We slept in this morning, waking up around half past seven. The room was quiet, and the city was already well into its morning rhythm. There was no rush, and that felt right.

About an hour later, we left the homestay with one clear goal: finding Bluetooth headphones before our long tattoo session with Hung Bun at Hangout Tattoo the next day. We wanted something comfortable enough to last for hours.

A Missed Turn and an Unexpected Café

We followed the same route as the evening before, but missed a turn and found ourselves walking through quiet, leafy neighbourhoods. The streets felt calmer, lined with trees and low buildings, and the usual noise of the city faded.

Eventually, we reached a small lakeside café called Conifer Bon Mua by Four Seasons. It felt like the right place to stop.

We ordered grilled ham and cheese toast, a grilled cheese sandwich, hot milk coffee, and iced matcha tea. Everything was warm and comforting. The bill came to VND 290,000, and the missed turn no longer felt like a mistake.

Back to the Hunt

After breakfast, we walked back toward Ho Guom and checked out a MediaMart store on Hai Ba Trung Street. Despite the bright lights and rows of electronics, we still couldn’t find Bluetooth headphones.

Rather than push on, we paused the search and took a Grab car to Dong Xuan Market for VND 33,280. After checking online and reassessing, we booked another Grab to Hanoi Centre for VND 37,440, hoping the mall might help. It didn’t.

Undeterred, we left, checked Google Maps, and decided to walk to a TGDD store on Kim Ma Street.

Walking Toward Kim Ma

The walk away from Hanoi Centre felt like a shift. Streets grew wider and greener, traffic more orderly. Tall buildings sat back from the road, and the pace slowed. It felt less hectic, more deliberate, and gave us space to breathe.

One Last Try

There was no luck at the TGDD store on Kim Ma Street either, but the staff kindly suggested another branch on Doi Can Street. We booked one more Grab car for VND 33,280, equal parts tired and hopeful.

This time, it worked.

The store on Doi Can Street was brighter and busier, and within minutes we found what we needed. A Bluetooth headset for VND400,000. Alleluia!

A Well Earned Lunch

With the mission complete, hunger returned. Doi Can Street was full of small eateries, and just a few doors down we found a tiny bò bít tết shop.

We both ordered their signature beef steak set, served sizzling with sausage pâté, a sunny side up egg, fries, and a baguette. With iced kumquat juice, lunch came to VND 225,000. After a long morning of searching, it felt perfect.

Heading Home, Looking Ahead

Tired but content, we took our last Grab ride of the day back to the homestay for VND 56,160. Before heading upstairs, I grabbed an iced milk coffee from my favourite hole in the wall café downstairs.

We settled in for a quiet afternoon, the hunt finally over.

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HAN Day 4 │ Hoan Kiem Evening Stroll • My Hai Restaurant!

Leaving the Homestay

At half past five we stepped out of our homestay and picked everyone up again for the evening. The day was easing toward night, and the light had softened into something warmer. March in Hanoi felt gentle—warm without being heavy, with spring in the air.

With no real plan, we headed toward Hoan Kiem Lake by a different route, walking south along Hang Tre Street and then onto Hang Voi Street. The streets were active but unhurried. Motorbikes passed in steady lines, shops began to close, and the sounds of engines and distant horns blended into a calm, familiar rhythm.

First Sight of the Lake

Turning onto Tran Nguyen Han Street, the lake appeared ahead of us. The water reflected the fading sky, and the noise of the city softened almost instantly. We turned right again onto Dinh Tien Hoang Street and paused at the “Determined to Sacrifice for the Nation’s Survival” monument to take a photo.

Standing there for a moment, the monument felt quietly powerful—a reminder of resolve rather than glory. Traffic flowed past, people moved on, but the statue remained still and unchanging.

Circling Hoan Kiem Lake

After crossing the road, we stepped onto the lakeside path and began walking anticlockwise. By six o’clock, the light was low and warm, stretching across the water. People walked slowly around us—couples, families, locals out for their daily exercise. Voices were soft, footsteps steady, and the lake seemed to absorb what little noise remained.

Near the end of the loop, we stopped at a bench and set up a time lapse of the sunset. Colors deepened, reflections softened, and the city quietly transitioned into night.

Following Our Appetite

As the sky darkened, our thoughts turned to dinner. We stayed along the lakeside path, heading north, before crossing Dinh Tien Hoang Street onto Lo Su Street. We ended up at My Hai Restaurant, where we were finally reunited with white rice.

We ordered BBQ meat, a fried egg, steamed rice, and two iced teas. The bill came to VND235,000 (≈ MYR35/USD9/EUR8)—simple, satisfying, and exactly what we needed.

Night Streets and a Familiar Stop

After dinner, we walked back along Lo Su Street toward Hang Tre Street. The Old Quarter had settled into its evening rhythm. Restaurant lights spilled onto the pavement, conversations drifted from doorways, and motorbikes passed slowly.

Along Hang Thung Street, just nearby, we stopped at our favourite sundry shop. It was run by an elderly deaf couple we had come to know through smiles and gestures. The shop was softly lit and calm. We bought two bottles of water, shared a quiet moment, and stepped back out into the night.

Closing the Evening

With full stomachs and water in hand, we finished the walk without hurry. It wasn’t a big evening, but it didn’t need to be—just walking, eating, and letting the city carry us felt enough.

We wandered to Hoan Kiem Lake at sunset, followed our hunger to a simple dinner, and ended the night with a quiet walk home through familiar streets.

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HAN Day 4 │ Round-Trip Hanoi City Tour!

A Relaxed First Look at Hanoi

We started our time in Hanoi with a one hour open top bus tour, often called the 60 minute loop. Each ticket cost VND150,000 (≈ MYR22/USD6/EUR5). The bus followed a smooth circular route with no stops, which gave us an easy and stress free way to see the city while listening to the audio guide and enjoying the open views.

Dong Kinh Nghia Thuc Square

Our journey began at Dong Kinh Nghia Thuc Square near Hoan Kiem Lake. The square felt like the heart of the city, full of people, street activity, cafés, and shops. It was a lively place where locals and visitors naturally gathered.

St. Joseph’s Cathedral

We soon passed St. Joseph’s Cathedral, one of Hanoi’s most famous buildings. The large Gothic church stood out with its twin towers, stone walls, and tall arched windows. The area around it was busy with cafés and small streets.

The Old Quarter

Next, we entered the Old Quarter, the oldest and busiest part of Hanoi. The narrow streets were packed with motorbikes, shops, and street vendors. Many streets were named after old trades, showing how life had continued here for centuries.

Ba Dinh Square and the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum

We then passed Ba Dinh Square and the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum. The wide open space felt formal and calm. The simple and strong building reflected its importance in Vietnam’s modern history.

The Presidential Palace

Nearby, we saw the Presidential Palace. The large yellow building stood behind trees and iron gates. Its quiet setting gave it a graceful and dignified feel.

West Lake and Thanh Nien Road

After passing Quan Thanh Temple, we crossed West Lake along Thanh Nien Road. Water stretched out on both sides, creating a peaceful break from the busy city. The bus made a U turn and crossed back again, letting us enjoy the lake views twice.

Tran Quoc Pagoda

Along the lakeside, we passed Tran Quoc Pagoda, one of the oldest pagodas in Vietnam. Its tall red tower and calm setting by the water made it one of the most beautiful sights on the route.

Kinh Thien Palace Area

We then moved past the area of Kinh Thien Palace, once the center of an ancient royal complex. Even with only parts remaining, the site still felt rich in history.

Imperial Citadel of Thang Long

Nearby, we passed the Imperial Citadel of Thang Long, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Its old gates and walls reflected Hanoi’s long and layered past.

Temple of Literature

Later in the journey, we passed the Temple of Literature. As Vietnam’s first national university, it stood as a symbol of education, knowledge, and tradition, with peaceful courtyards and historic gates.

Vietnamese Women’s Museum

We also passed the Vietnamese Women’s Museum, a cultural space that shared the stories, roles, and daily lives of women throughout Vietnam’s history.

One Hour Ride: Quick Recap

During the one hour loop, we saw Hanoi’s lively city center, historic churches, busy old streets, important government areas, peaceful lakes, ancient pagodas, royal sites, and cultural museums. It was a smooth mix of daily life, history, nature, and tradition—all from one comfortable ride.

A Simple Way to See the City

The full loop took about an hour, with buses running every 30 minutes. It was an easy way to see many key landmarks without long walks or planning. From the open top, we enjoyed fresh air, wide views, and a clear introduction to Hanoi.

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HAN Day 4 │ La Capo Cafe • Dan Chu Handicrafts • McDonald's Ho Guom!

A Fresh Start

We left the homestay at eight on a Monday morning, while the street was still quiet and the air felt fresh. After last night’s disappointment at Thu Ann Spa, we wanted the day to feel lighter. We locked the door, adjusted our bags, and stepped outside together, ready to begin again.

Breakfast Plans Change

Our first stop was meant to be the most important meal of the day: Hanoi Coffee Culture. We crossed Hàng Tre Street and walked north along Nguyễn Hữu Huân Street. Five minutes later, we arrived—only to learn there was a forty five minute wait. We looked at each other, sighed, and decided not to force it.

La Capo Cafe to the Rescue

We crossed the street to La Capo Cafe instead. After a quick look at the menu, we ordered a Serious Breakfast, a Club Sandwich, a hot milk tea, and an orange lemongrass peach tea. While we waited, we felt thankful just to be seated. We told ourselves that simple plans were sometimes the best ones.

As we ate, the mood slowly improved. The food was warm and filling, and the drinks were comforting. We talked about letting go of small disappointments and enjoying what was in front of us. The total came to VND362,000 (≈ MYR54/USD14/EUR12), and we truly felt that La Capo Cafe had saved the morning.

Right after breakfast, my stomach suddenly twisted hard. Without hesitation, we hurried back to the homestay, which was thankfully only a few minutes away.

Back Out to Hoan Kiem Lake

Once everything was settled, we headed out again. We crossed Hàng Tre Street, turned left, then right onto Lò Sũ Street. Motorbikes hummed past, vendors called softly, and balconies with hanging plants lined the road. At the end of the street, Hoan Kiem Lake opened up in front of us, calm and wide, reflecting the pale morning sky.

We walked toward the Hanoi City Tour stop. Since it was Monday, the crowd was light. As we did not plan to get off at any stops, we chose the one hour round trip ride for VND150,000 (≈ MYR22/USD6/EUR5) each and enjoyed watching the city roll by.

A Sweet Break by the Lake

An hour later, we were back where we started, relaxed and sun touched. We walked to Thuy Ta Legend for gelato by the lake. Cat chose Chocolate Mint, and I had Mango Sorbet. Together they cost VND150,000 (≈ MYR22/USD6/EUR5).

The café felt calm and open, with soft voices, clinking spoons, and the lake stretching quietly beside us. As we ate, we thought about how the day had finally found its balance. Sometimes, all it took was something cold, sweet, and unplanned.

Souvenirs and a Slow Afternoon

After gelato, we crossed the street to look for souvenirs. We browsed a few shops before settling on Dan Chu Handicrafts, where we bought fridge magnets for VND350,000 (≈ MYR46/USD12/EUR10)—small reminders of an easier morning.

We then walked south along Đinh Tiên Hoàng Street toward McDonald’s Hồ Gươm. Traffic buzzed around us, street food scents filled the air, and people moved at an easy pace along the lake. We ordered the couple set to go for VND209,000 (≈ MYR31/USD8/EUR7), booked a Grab car back to the homestay for VND33,280 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1), and finally settled in.

Lunch was simple, the curtains were drawn, and we rested for the afternoon.

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HAN Day 3 │ Running Bean • St Joseph's Cathedral • Vincom Center!

A Birthday Morning Begins

Sunday morning started quietly. We left our homestay with light steps and easy smiles, knowing the day was already special. It was my birthday, and breakfast was waiting. We hailed a Grab for VND 33,280 (≈ MYR5/USD1/EUR1) and watched the city wake up as we headed to The Running Bean Nhà Thờ – Coffee and Brunch.

Breakfast at The Running Bean Nhà Thờ

The café felt warm and lively when we arrived. Peter greeted us with big smiles and boundless energy, instantly setting a celebratory mood. We ordered the Big Bacon Eggs, Eggs Benedict Croissant with Smoked Salmon, a Hot Egg Coffee, and a Yuzu Cascara Tea.

The egg coffee stole the moment. Thick, creamy foam rested on top, and the first sip was rich, smooth, and comforting—almost like a soft dessert. We slowed down and savored it. The bill came to VND664,200 (≈ MYR99/USD26/EUR22), and it was worth every note. It was the perfect birthday start.

Crossing to St. Joseph’s Cathedral

After breakfast, we crossed the street to St. Joseph’s Cathedral. Built between 1884 and 1886, its Neo Gothic design—tall spires, pointed arches, and weathered stone—towered calmly over Nhà Chung Street. Still an active church and a city landmark, it offered a quiet pause amid Hanoi’s movement. After our usual photos and wefies, we booked another Grab for VND37,440 (≈ MYR6/USD1/EUR1) and headed to Vincom Center Bà Triệu.

Birthday Shopping at Vincom Center

We arrived at half past ten, welcomed by cool air and polished floors. Vincom Center Ba Trieu felt busy but relaxed, with shoppers drifting between stores. We went straight to Adidas Originals. Inside, the space felt sleek and energetic—bold branding, clean lines, and racks neatly arranged by color and style. We browsed slowly, lifting hangers, checking sizes, and comparing designs.

Then we saw it—a Manchester United T shirt and shorts set. The moment felt electric. I ran my hands over the fabric, studied the crest, and couldn’t stop smiling. It was clearly the birthday gift.

At VND2,300,000 (≈ MYR6/USD1/EUR1), it was a proper splurge—and completely worth it. We left the store lighter in mood, bag in hand.

Browsing, Essentials, and a Coffee Break

We continued browsing at another Adidas store, then moved on to Levi’s, flipping through rows of denim, feeling different cuts, and pointing out familiar classics. 

Upstairs at VinMart, the mood shifted to practical. Bright aisles and neatly stacked shelves made it easy to pick up essentials. We spent VND 413,507 (≈ MYR62/USD16/EUR13), including a box of local instant coffee—useful, comforting, and very us.

We browsed a bit more at Anta and Lecoq Sportif, trying on shoes and admiring clean, sporty designs. After a quick bathroom stop, we headed to Highlands Coffee. We ordered an Iced Tea with Sesame Seeds and an Iced Tea with Peach Jelly. Cold and refreshing, they hit the spot. The total was VND 90,000 (≈ MYR13/USD4/EUR3).

Pressing Pause—for Now

After a quick look at Uniqlo, we rode the elevator to the ground floor. Vincom Center had given us birthday joy, small comforts, and easy moments.

We paused there—because the next Grab car was already waiting, ready to take us to another Adidas store for more birthday shopping.

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HAN Day 3 │ Adidas Xã Đàn • Hangout Tattoo • Thu Ann Spa!

Birthday Run Across Hanoi

We stepped out of Vincom Center Bà Triệu feeling satisfied but not done. It was my birthday, and the day still had more to give. Another Adidas store waited for us at 360 P. Xã Đàn, so we booked a Grab for VND 33,280 and rolled straight back into the noise and motion of Hanoi.

The Jersey We Were Chasing

The Adidas store on Xã Đàn did not disappoint. The staff at Vincom had sent us here for Manchester United gear, and they were absolutely right. There it was—the Adidas Manchester United x Stone Roses jersey in blue. The one we had been searching for everywhere. No thinking, no hesitation. We bought one each for VND 2,300,000 and walked out smiling. Birthday mission well underway.

Ink on the Birthday List

Next stop: Hangout Tattoo. Another Grab, this time VND 59,280, and we arrived ready to plan the final item on my birthday list. Darren from Guntur Tattoo in Kota Kinabalu had recommended the place, and the calm inside immediately made sense. I wanted something meaningful—something tied to Vietnam’s art and culture.

Senior artist Luan listened, then sketched a lotus freehand right in front of us. It felt right. We booked the tattoo for Wednesday, the 18th of March, with artist Hung Bun, then stepped back out to find food.

A Simple, Perfect Lunch

After wandering a bit, hunger led us to a small, no frills bún cá stall on Chương Dương Độ Street. We ordered bowls of roasted meat soup with rice noodles, fried spring rolls, and iced tea. Hot, simple, comforting. The total came to just VND 130,000—and it hit the spot perfectly.

Back to Base

We walked back to Hangout Tattoo to double check our appointment, then grabbed one last ride back to 23B Hàng Tre. On the way up, we stopped at a tiny hole in the wall coffee stall and picked up a strong coffee to go for VND 30,000. With caffeine in hand, we finally went upstairs to rest.

A Misstep at Night

Later that evening, we went out for a short walk along Hàng Thùng Street. Near Nguyễn Hữu Huân, we spotted Thu Ann Spa and walked in without much thought. That turned out to be a mistake. 

An hour later, we walked out feeling completely disappointed.

First, when we asked to pay by debit card, they tried to stop us by adding a 5% surcharge. When we said we didn’t mind paying it, they suddenly told us their card machine was “not working”. If they had simply said it was cash only, we would have accepted it. Instead, the whole back and forth felt unnecessary and annoying.

Then came the issue of the “tip”. To be honest, the massage itself was poor — more like an hour of rubbing oil around than an actual treatment. Halfway through, they even turned off the air conditioning, maybe to save electricity, which made the room uncomfortable. At the end, they handed us a feedback form. Being typical Asians who didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, we marked our experience as “good”. Because of that one tick, they insisted we had to give each masseuse a tip. We were asked, “Didn’t we make you feel good?” and “Why you no give tip?” It was awkward and unpleasant.

Lu Ann Spa truly damaged our first impressions of Hanoi.

Looking Ahead

Still, we chose not to let that moment define the day. We went to sleep thinking about the wins—the jersey, the tattoo plans, the food, the small moments in between. Tomorrow was waiting, and we were ready to slow things down and spend the day wandering the Old Quarter, letting Hanoi show us its gentler side.

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HAN Day 2│Hoàn Kiem Stroll • TAKE Tacos!

Stepping Into the Night

We stepped out onto Hàng Tre as Sunday night came alive, the narrow street already full of movement, noise, and light. Motorbikes streamed past in steady lines, horns tapping instead of shouting, while people ate, talked, and crossed the road without hesitation. It felt crowded and intense, but also completely awake, and we let ourselves be pulled into it.

Moving With the Streets

Lò Sũ Street opened slightly and moved faster, with traffic flowing in both directions and scooters slipping through gaps that barely seemed possible. Hotels glowed, cafés buzzed, and we stayed close to the curb, alert and responsive, allowing the street to decide our pace. The night felt purposeful, as if everyone around us knew exactly where they were headed.

Reaching the Lake

When we reached Đinh Tiên Hoàng Street, we expected space, but traffic still ruled the road. Cars and motorbikes surged past, with Hoàn Kiếm Lake sitting just beyond them, visible yet not easily reached. We waited, watched, and crossed carefully when the flow finally broke, stepping into a quieter rhythm on the other side.

Calm by Hoàn Kiếm

The lake softened everything. Noise faded into the background, lights stretched across the water, and people moved slowly or stood quietly at the edge. The city remained busy, but here it felt gentler, and we found ourselves breathing more easily as we walked.

Hunger and Hesitation

Hunger soon caught up with us. We had not eaten since brunch, and without a plan, we drifted along the lake, reading menus and moving on when nothing felt right. Some places felt rushed, others too heavy, so we crossed the road again and stepped into Ly Thái Tổ Flower Garden, where lit trees, resting locals, and the glow of the city beyond gave us a welcome pause.

Almost Choices

Back by the lake, we looked again and briefly considered McDonald’s for its ease and familiarity, before laughing and continuing on. At Lục Thủy Restaurant & Lounge, we watched the couple ahead of us receive warm smiles and attention, only to be met with silence when it was our turn. With no greeting and no eye contact, the message felt clear, and we left without hesitation.

Still Searching

We looped back toward Thủy Tạ Legend, drawn by the calm reflections on the water and the quiet sounds from inside, but hunger pushed us forward once more. Crossing Đinh Tiên Hoàng Street again, we were briefly pulled toward a street stall by the sharp smell of vinegar and dried beef, lingering just long enough to imagine the taste before moving on.

The Right Answer

A few streets later, we found TAKE Tacos, where warm air, lower noise, and an open, relaxed space immediately felt right. After a night of searching and second guessing, that ease mattered more than anything else.

Dinner That Worked

Dinner delivered exactly what we needed. We shared stir fried beef with pepper sauce and rice, followed by steaming bowls of beef phở, fresh spring rolls, and sharp lime juice that cut cleanly through every bite. As plates clinked and voices overlapped softly, we relaxed, satisfied by both the food and the feeling of having finally landed somewhere right. At VND 442,050 (≈MYR66/USD17/EUR14), it felt generous and well worth it.

Easy Company

That was when we met Luke from London, and conversation flowed easily from food to travel and then to football, where shared complaints about bad seasons and worse decisions turned into unexpected laughter. Good food helped, and so did the company.

Walking It Back

Later, full and settled, we walked back along Lò Sũ Street as the night reached its peak, with motorbikes streaming past, music spilling from open doors, and food smoke hanging in the air. It was loud, messy, and unmistakably alive, and we let Hanoi move around us as it always did on a Sunday night—fast, imperfect, and fully itself.

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HAN Day 2 │ 1st Hoàn Kiếm Lake Stroll!

A Gentle Morning at The Note Coffee

After breakfast at The Note Coffee at eight, we stepped back into the street with warm cups and light hearts. The café was small and inviting, its walls covered from floor to ceiling with handwritten notes from visitors around the world. Cozy and calm, it was the perfect way to ease into the day.

Beginning Our Walk Around Hoan Kiem Lake

We crossed the road and began our anticlockwise walk around Hoan Kiem Lake. Hanoi was already fully awake, yet the space beside the water felt softer and slower. The lake rested quietly at the city’s center, like a deep breath in the middle of movement. Morning light shimmered on the surface, and the air was cool and fresh.

Flowers and Care Along the Path

Neatly arranged flower beds lined the walkway, clearly well cared for, with signs showing they were planted by a local bank. Reds, yellows, pinks, and whites stood out against rich green leaves. Some flowers were low and rounded, others tall and delicate. Together, they formed gentle patterns that brightened every step of the walk.

Sounds of a Living Lake

The lake had its own soundtrack. Birds called from the trees, water lapped softly at the edge, and footsteps passed nearby. Quiet conversations drifted through the air. Beyond it all was the low hum of traffic—present, but distant. The atmosphere was calm, yet full of life.

Joyful Movement by the Water

One of the happiest sights was a group of elderly ladies dancing by the lake. They moved together in an open space, following lively Latin music from a small speaker. Their steps were simple but energetic. Some smiled, some laughed, others focused intently on the beat. They came to exercise, to stay fit—but just as clearly, to enjoy companionship and joy. Their music brought warmth and energy to the peaceful morning.

The Legend of the Returned Sword

As we walked, we reflected on the legend behind the lake’s name. Emperor Lê Lợi, according to the story, was given a divine sword that helped him defeat foreign invaders. After peace was restored, a giant golden turtle rose from the lake and asked for the sword’s return. Understanding the message, the emperor handed it back. The turtle vanished beneath the water, and the lake became known as Hoan Kiem—“Returned Sword.” Knowing this story added depth and meaning to the place.

Crossing Thê Húc Bridge to Ngọc Sơn Temple

By the end of our stroll, we reached Ngọc Sơn Temple on Jade Island. We crossed the red Thê Húc Bridge, its bold color striking against the green water and trees. It felt like a quiet transition—from the busy city into a more reflective space.

Inside Ngọc Sơn Temple

We paid the entrance fee of VND50,000 (≈ MYR8/USD2/EUR2) and stepped inside. The air was calm and reverent, scented softly with incense. We moved slowly, reading signs and observing the details. The temple honored scholars, national heroes, and spiritual figures, reflecting Vietnamese values of learning, wisdom, and balance. Weathered wood, curved roofs, and carved characters gave the space a sense of age and dignity. From within, the city felt distant, framed peacefully across the lake.

Pausing to Plan the Rest of the Day

After leaving the temple and completing our circuit of the lake, we stopped by the Hanoi City Tour double decker bus to collect a brochure. We stood there for a moment, reading and considering our next steps. It felt like a natural pause—time to reflect, plan, and decide where the day would lead next.

A Quiet Beginning to the Day

That morning at Hoan Kiem Lake invited us to slow down and truly observe. From warm coffee and handwritten notes to gentle walks, music, legend, and shared moments, everything flowed effortlessly. The lake offered more than scenery—it offered calm, connection, and a sense of place. As we returned to the rhythm of Hanoi, we carried the softness of the morning with us, feeling the day had begun exactly as it should.

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