Flying in to Hanoi was a breeze, we even took off and arrived 10 minutes early. In the cab to the hotel it felt like we were back in Mumbai. The constant honking of horns, the weight of traffic on the roads and the chaotic driving style had us clinging to the door handles on more than one occasion. It was a cool and misty afternoon, a far cry from the hazy sunshine of Luang Prabang. As we were dropped off and as my first foot hit the road to get out of the car, ...