I woke up at 6am. Anticipation does that to me.
We went to Highlands Coffee for a coffee. Utter sacrilege I know.
We came back, packed and headed off to the airport around 10. 300,000 VND got us to the airport in a cute little cab, without fuss.
A final reminder of the flexibility of Vietnamese road users.
The guy on the left is riding into traffic on the wrong side of the road.
Don't knock it. It works!
This time the weather allowed us a slightly better view of the bridge
across the Red River. A very imposing structure that any city would be proud
of.
As we eventually flew out of Hanoi I looked down and thought
“Good-bye
Vietnam. I doubt we’ll ever meet again.”
Hanoi outskirts on a relatively clear April day
A little over 3 hours later we landed in KL. The temperature outside was
34 degrees but thankfully much cooler in the terminal.
As with so many plans I'd made for this holiday the one about going into
KL itself, because of a 7 hour stop-over, had been thwarted by the airline reducing
it to 4 hours. Not long enough to head out of the airport but uncomfortably
long to stay in the terminal. But,stay we did and filled in the time as best we
could.
Finally it was time to board and sure enough I’d managed to book the
wrong seats. I was convinced we'd booked the extra legroom seats ….. Wrong,
again.
We'd flown business class on the way to KL and now we were in cattle
class. Talk about going from prince to pauper!
Seven restless hours later we were home.
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