Without an H

A few more photographs taken in Hanoi over the last few weeks.

I’ve written before about how it often seems like all the hard work in Vietnam is done by women. No-one works harder than the women who carry these don ganh through the streets.

Late afternoon and early evening – when it’s not raining – is such a good time to take photographs in Hanoi at the moment. Walking around with the camera as the daylight fades is a hot and sweaty experience at this time of year, but a very rewarding one, as I think that the warm light from the low sun brings out the best in the city.

Late on Sunday afternoon, I came across these two gentlemen, customer and proprietor of a Hanoi street cafe. Cafes are everywhere in Hanoi, big and small. This is one of the smaller ones.

These small, yappy-type dogs, as Eddie Izzard calls them, are unaccountably popular here in Hanoi.

In these hot and humid Hanoi afternoons, sensible folk take shelter in the shade with a cold drink. Foolish people wander about taking photographs.

Six street portraits from a walk around my Hanoi neighbourhood this afternoon. Things have been slow on this blog of late, but I’m hoping that that is starting to change.