My Hanoi Curse
I think maybe Hanoi hates me. Which is regrettable, because I certainly don’t hate Hanoi. The people don’t seem to hate me so much (at least not all of them), but the environment, the place itself is holding a grudge against me for some reason, and I haven’t figured out why yet.
I say this because I’ve taken four separate trips to Hanoi in the last 3 years, each time with the intention of doing lots of photography. Now, it hasn’t been a complete wash, I always get a few good shots while I’m there, but nonetheless, it’s pretty much guaranteed that when I go to Hanoi, either the weather will suck, I will get some terrible illness, or, most likely, both.
