Goodnight, Vietnam. Sleep well.

I'm going to save comment on the Cu Chi Tunnels for the time being.  Let's pick it up in Hanoi.  So due to bad weather conditions, technical problems, or a combination thereof, our flight was delayed about four hours.  Lucky for us, we had already booked a hotel pickup in Hanoi.  To our relief, there was a guy waiting for us ready to take us to our hotel.  Of course, he put us in the cab and then told us to "three minutes wait".  Three turned into about fifteen, but soon we were safely on the road.  We arrived at the Little Hanoi Hotel around 3 A.M., and needless to say we slept in that day.  Our hotel was located in the Old Quarter, and we enjoyed the relative (emphasis intended) calm of traffic in comparison to Saigon.  That means you only have to deal with crossing between 50 motorbikes at the same time, compared to 100!  We splurged on an air-conditioned Thai restaurant instead of street food.  After an afternoon of exploring the city, we were off to HaLong Bay.    It is a nice grouping of islands, such as the two facing each other called "Fighting Cock Islands".  After a smelly minivan ride from Hanoi to Ha Long City, we boarded the bus with a huge Danish family and a Vietnamese-American family.  The Danish people liked to play handclapping games and the Vietnamese-Americans mostly chilled on the lower deck.  Good views, good swimming, nice caves, some great meals, some lousy karaoke, a mixed review on the boat quarters (squeak, squeak!).  Check it out if you're in the area instead of another night in a Vietnamese city.  Because of poor traffic conditions, we made it back to Hanoi just in the nick of time to catch the water puppet show - they've been doing it for A THOUSAND YEARS!  Since then, nothing but beach at Nha Trang.  Tomorrow, Delhi! Rupeeeeeeessss! (I don't have a million).