Hanoi is as crazy as I remember it. It would be truer to say Hanoi reminded me of how mad capped, insane and invigorating it is. It’s a hustling bustling city. Hanoi is a good reminder for me to take things slower, easier and to not sweat the small stuff.

The motorcycle strewn footpaths have never been footpaths, they are parking lots, road verges, places of commerce. I mean street food needs streets! It can’t be easy to set up a pitch, well kind off pitch in a street, that is where the cars are, and the motorcycles, pedestrians, cyclists, hawkers, mechanics, trucks and buses. Navigating the city, especially the old city, can be a bit daunting, but that’s the fun, a slow pace enables you to not get killed while still keeping out an eye for the cool stuff, the filthy puddles and various hazards are always there, attempting to upset your day. Behind the electrical cables, above the pavement puddles and near the kamikaze streets there is much to see. Never forget that this is all part of the experience, the temples, hidden lanes and out of the way places are worth a look, most of the time.

There are plenty of interesting sites in Hanoi to see, the One Pillar Pagoda, the fantastic Temple of Literature, Ho Chi Minh’s mausoleum, Hoan Kiem lake, the turtle temple and red bridge. Ho Chi Minh’s museum, the Ethnographic museum and the Museum of women are among the citys museums if they are your thing. There is also some stunning French colonial buildings in the more spacious and more relaxing French quarter.