Pedestrian crossings are a more subtle form of psychological warfare

No post on Hanoi would be complete without mentioning the traffic. It's not India-level madness, I admit. I didn't, for example, nearly get killed by a camel-pulled cart because it was avoiding a cow. Nonetheless, Hanoi's psycho motorcyclists deserve their 15 minutes for sheer insanity. And crossing the road reminds you you're alive.