‘Bang bang massage? You like? You wan smoke? I got smoke? Or bang bang? Sexy lady…I no you wan sexy lady an smoke eh? Strong white man. Long time in bed no? Come on man!’. Fumbling fingers and prying eyes were on us. The smell of sweat, marijuana and cigarette smoke filled the air. All around us, scooters buzzed, t-shirts…
Tag: Vietnam fishing
Back in ‘nam
We left the hotel and walked down the alley to the main street to look for a cab. In Hanoi, even this was intense: relentless honking, the smell of sewerage and meat, constantly dodging people, proposals, animals and motorbikes. We found the main road and looked up and down, straining to spot a cab among the thousands of bikes. One…