You won’t believe this. At least I didn’t want to believe it. Here’s the thing: my flip flops got stolen again. One morning I left them on the designated shoe rack at my hostel in Hanoi and when I returned, they were not there. For …

I just close my eyes to recall how Hanoi was. I was tired, and had my ever first stomach issue during the trip, the air was polluted, it was raining, but still I smiled all the time. The scents, the street food, the bustling night …