After another long uncomfortable bus ride, we were back in Hanoi. Our flight wasn't for several more hours. We decided to go walk around, find candy shop street, and get dinner.
We came across a wedding with fireworks and confetti:
Stacia and Dad got some street bread:
Found candy shop street:
Dad calls this "The New Yorker, East Rochester, Vietnam" after his daily breakfast joint, The New Yorker.
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