Tag: travel

Insignificance

I saw Mt. Fuji only once from the small, plastic window that allowed me to view our ascension. In only the briefest second I could capture its steep, sloping sides, rising to form a great, chasm-like mouth that stretched above the highest clouds to take a gulp of the...

Things I Remember Living in Hanoi, 1996

Dirt road to and from the airport. Large numbers of policeman with AK47s. Not going to Ho Chi Minh’s mausoleum. Bun Cha Nem. Hoa Sua and chocolate croissants. Drinking cafe sua non on the balcony of a hostel in Sapa before the fog rolled out of the valley. Hiking...