We arrived in Hanoi super late and Friday night and went straight to bed. On Saturday, we got up, had a delicious breakfast at our hostel and then wandered the streets to do some shopping and sight seeing.
I had been to Hanoi before, but Jenna never had. I was anxious for her to see the absolutely manic traffic. She didn't like it but wasn't intimidated by it. Jenna lived by the motto of crossing the street in the middle of traffic and merely sticking her arm out as she went. I'm glad she pulled me along with her in this city, or I would've never made it off the curb. She had another day left in Hanoi whereas my flight to Bangkok was scheduled for later today, so we ended our trip at a tea shop in 'Nam. It was delicious. It was amazing. It was sadness. It was laughter. It was realization-- I was having to say goodbye to another wonderful country and another wonderful companion. Jenna had been my first friend in Cambodia and now I was going to leave her. Tears and tea were totally not a good look for us, yet there we were.
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