I still want to catch what I think is the quintessential Vietnam picture - a Vietnamese girl in white au dais, riding a bicycle with the dress trailing out behind, preferably with a few palm trees and a suitably worn-out looking bridge over a river. I'm not being too picky, am I?! Finally the group made its way to the Ngoc Son Temple which sits on a little island in the middle of Hoan Kiem lake, right in the centre of Hanoi. What can I say? More shrines, more burning incense. Maybe we were getting all templed out.
So, we'd had a good tour, even if we hadn't really paid too much attention to the guide (who was excellent). We'd met a good bunch of people, the food had been good but my suspicion that things might not go according to plan were correct. When I'd booked the tour, I did so on the understanding that it included a 1-hour cyclo tour around the streets of the Old Quarter. This never happened. Once again, the itinerary advertised and what actually materialised were very different. This time, though, I wasn't prepared to let it lie and went back to the company to have a moan about it. I managed to get a refund of $4 for the both of us. Yeah, I know. It sounds petty doesn't it? $4 can go quite a way in Vietnam, though, and I was a little fed up with being taken for a ride. Which was ironic, really, because that's precisely what I wanted them to do today - take us for a ride on a cyclo.
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