There isn't much for us to do in Hanoi today and I wasn't feeling the best, I'm full up with a cold and have bad sinus.
We ventured out late, went to the travel agency to let them know where we were staying so they could pick us up tomorrow. We went to a restaurant we had been before that was really good. Scott had recommendation to try Cha Bo, it's supposed to be a spicy beef broth with noodles in but it wasn't. There were noodles and and beef, lots of mint and lettuce, topped off by being covered in nuts! So Scott wouldn't eat this, meaning that Beth had to eat it and he got to have my lovely Pho Bo! The Cha Bo wasn't great, I must admit! If it wasn't covered in nuts and there weren't as much mint in it as there was it may have been alright.

We walked around a little and had a coffee, it was hot and sticky here today which was completely different to last time! Although it was still overcast. Neither of us were feeling great and weren't feeling very adventurous. So we went back to the room and I looked through the lonely planet book whilst Scott fell asleep for about 2 hours.
We went out for food about 6.30pm and had a drink afterwards in the corner pub. There was a pool table so we thought that we would just be able to have a go after who ever was on there had finished. No... There was a white board where you had to put your name down and you would play who ever won the previous game. There were only Vietnamese people playing, a lot of girls were playing. Scott ended up having to play a girl and he beat her but she didn't go down with out a fight, these girls were good!! His second game was against an Asian lad who ended Scott's reign on the pool table.
Scott was a little nervous about playing next time around because every girl that seemed to play were really good! He played beat the same girl again, then a Spanish man who thought he was really good which was really the total opposite. For the big finale... Scott got beaten by a Vietnamese GIRL; he didn't just get beaten, he got smashed and 7 balled. He barely had the chance to take a shot, she was fab! Of course I had to document this stuff, haha! He was gutted bless him!
It was reaching midnight and the bar maid asked if we minded being shut in, Scott was straight of the mark, 'No! No!' And straight afterwards he was asking 'what does she mean?!' They have to pull the shutters down once 11pm hits because i think it's illegal to party after that time here or sell alcohol. When I finally persuaded Scott to go home at 12.15am, they were walkie talkie 'ing each other the check that the cost was clear for us to leave through the side door. How bizzare! We didn't even see any police patrolling which is the usual in Asia they're either no where to be seen but when you do see them there are around 5 or 6 of them scouting around the place.

We got back and the shutters were down so we had to
Bang on them for the sleepy guy to open them, luckily he wasn't in deep sleep so he opened them straight away, felt awful waking him up.

We have realised, Hanoi would never function if all the motorbikes people had were cars. The roads are like small alley ways when you compare them to big cities like London. And it's so much easier to walk about the streets in the night when there isn't any traffic about the place and eye tone takes their motorbikes inside The hotel lobby's and tourist offices; they use them as their garage overnight.