Look both ways. Always.

Our first day in Hanoi greeted us with quickly having to learn the art of crossing the busy streets.  Once we [sort of] mastered this, our next task was roughing it through the Old Quarter to find us some good pho.  We ended up having a feast of delicious cuisine from the many stalls along the 36 Streets.

Me and Monica after our first street crossing.

Karen learned the hard way to always look both ways when you cross the street!  Thankfully everyone survived, just a lot of honking as we navigated through Hanoi.

Banh Ghoi.

Pho. 

We had plenty of freshly made Nem.

Lady roaming street vendor.

Hoan Kiem Lake.