I can barely achieve anything here, but will try to stick up a couple of photos of Sarah and I a few days ago as we relaxed in the blazing hot 10pm streets of Hanoi, sweating profusely as we sat on tiny plastic stools in the roadway, huddled around a keg of beer where the friendly Vietnamese lady owner would fill up our glasses with sweet cold beer for about 10 cents for each precious foaming schooner. And we stretched out our legs, raised our drinks and watched the incredible carnival of life that flows through Hanoi's tiny, filthy streets pass us by.
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