The moment of truth... or.. just a moment of craziness. That's vietnamese vodka, the strongest thing ever. I can't even taste it. And if you're a vietnamese guy who goes to school in the US, and try to compete in drinking with a vietnamese guy who stays in the country, he will win for sure. They dont do beer, they drink vietnamese vodka, and that thing is killer.
My farewell party at Hang's. Yeah they were celebrating because I would be gone the next day, back to the states. We had fun. We had good food (again, FOOODD). We had beer and wine and vodka.
At Van Mieu. The first university of the country. It looks like a temple to me and it is a temple right now. That was my first time going there even thou I've lived in hanoi my whole life. Ehe. We went there to pray for good luck in schools (im not religious, just a thing to do).
The giant drum at Van Mieu. Ducky was trying to make some sound but she couldn't. Ehe she's too small.
At one of the gate. There are multiple gates in Van Mieu. In the past, students often study outdoor, they lined up and have class in the court yard, that's all I know. Im not very good at history. But the color, the red color of columns is so beautiful.
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