Just Like Riding a Bike Into a Bus

Hanoi. Oriental city of energy kinetic. 90% of the people are screaming around on motorbikes. On the way in from the airport one dude screamed right into a bus. There was a horrific crunch of plastic and metal and the guy rubbed his hand. He stood up confused, walked in a circle and sat back down. He's fine.

There's never any traffic jams in Hanoi only violent and sudden death. They swarm through like killer bees on 50cc's. Sometimes a family of seven on a bike. 7 cc's a head. There are few traffic lights. The streets are narrow and twisted and covered with a constant tsunami of honking, surging steel and bones.
















Green Vespa got my heart