my achievements so not so new: a cyclist and An adjacent small bit more freedom of movement and independence - wonderful!
Laura and her three companions, all weltwaertsler, but sending to the other had, companion a left. not quite as fresh and slightly wobbly wheels on, but it rolled and rolled still pretty good. I still see the old front of me, with his almost white hair glistening and his blissfully smiling, just three visible teeth counting active mouth, as he previously repaired the front and rear wheel and the wheel for it made me mobile. in the meantime I had to due to some minor schwaecheanfaelle visit every now and again the bike hospital, but my borrowed wheeled PROPOSES gaul - as already said - and still amazingly brave.
borders maybe a bit of madness, in this chaotic verkehrsgetuemmel in which you windchill factor of 10 smaller and bigger every day almost-death dies of falling. but at least I had a good six years to put this drive from disordered fussgaengerischer busfahrgastperspektive and observe before I ventured with my bike. added so totally creeps me it is still not as there is still the odd scary moment. But I must say, I say, and move me now souveraen very exuberates fearless and determined all the companions other, mixing the many bigger and stronger, they even want to bring, if need be. and all without life-hup capability. to German to curse and swear I have not yet forgotten how anyway.
the streets are dominated by the more than 3 million mopeds and , Motorcycles whizzing around the every day in hanoi. and how this information is sometimes loaded! So my observations that can fit up to five people on a moped, a small family. we see quite often.
Laura and her three companions, all weltwaertsler, but sending to the other had, companion a left. not quite as fresh and slightly wobbly wheels on, but it rolled and rolled still pretty good. I still see the old front of me, with his almost white hair glistening and his blissfully smiling, just three visible teeth counting active mouth, as he previously repaired the front and rear wheel and the wheel for it made me mobile. in the meantime I had to due to some minor schwaecheanfaelle visit every now and again the bike hospital, but my borrowed wheeled PROPOSES gaul - as already said - and still amazingly brave.
borders maybe a bit of madness, in this chaotic verkehrsgetuemmel in which you windchill factor of 10 smaller and bigger every day almost-death dies of falling. but at least I had a good six years to put this drive from disordered fussgaengerischer busfahrgastperspektive and observe before I ventured with my bike. added so totally creeps me it is still not as there is still the odd scary moment. But I must say, I say, and move me now souveraen very exuberates fearless and determined all the companions other, mixing the many bigger and stronger, they even want to bring, if need be. and all without life-hup capability. to German to curse and swear I have not yet forgotten how anyway.
the streets are dominated by the more than 3 million mopeds and , Motorcycles whizzing around the every day in hanoi. and how this information is sometimes loaded! So my observations that can fit up to five people on a moped, a small family. we see quite often.
join this plethora of bikes is a little less cars, but growing trend, many buses, bicycles and pedestrians on mixing the many. and they all are now trying to move some way forward. proposed that happens angel running in a single evasive maneuver and countless. basically right-hand traffic, but really ... down, how and where is space. flow from all directions vehicles, and each will be the first. under the motto: first come, first served. or: the fastest, most skillful or and most brazen, rueksichtloseste wins. of way it seems to be no. traffic lights meet occasionally and only at selected locations to their purpose. But in the end it comes down to how parts of it-has or the one straight. in a hurry, I suppose. overhauled by all sides with a sometimes non-safety distance of perhaps 4, 5 cm.
is particularly bad is in the late afternoon, the so-called rush hour, when all the Hanoi people stormed home. as even the sidewalks are quickly turned into a street, which is then dominated again by mopeds and motorcycles. because it has almost no chance as a pedestrian and it is with someone like them all: one is in a jam. as a pedestrian!
if it all looks so, then puzzled by the fact that Vietnam belongs year with a number of 13,000 per the countries with the most fatalities.
and why go for anything in the world I must be under these circumstances, nor cyclist? hm ...
it's just so much more flexible, freer, more flexible. not forever but never waiting for the punctual bus in which one body are then also need to find a lot of other people, closely huddled together, sweating flesh on sweating. the air and each one is so bad, and when the streets still bump and potholes, and sometimes in combination with a rapid procedure of so many bus drivers, as one can in itself very be uncomfortable. It may eg happen that the bus does not even stops and you have to jump on or as in the film. part a very adventurous affair that bus travel in hanoi.
also listen to the night buses growl quite early on, by 21 clock lines already have the most leisure time. know and because auto-taxi and motorbike-taxi drivers, that otherwise no other option but their remains, they beat the price sometimes properly on it, the rascal. the laeppert then forward to the life. unless one has a bike! oh how beautiful it is there, loszuradeln just when and wherever you want. and a bit more movement hurts anyway especially not me.
it's just so much more flexible, freer, more flexible. not forever but never waiting for the punctual bus in which one body are then also need to find a lot of other people, closely huddled together, sweating flesh on sweating. the air and each one is so bad, and when the streets still bump and potholes, and sometimes in combination with a rapid procedure of so many bus drivers, as one can in itself very be uncomfortable. It may eg happen that the bus does not even stops and you have to jump on or as in the film. part a very adventurous affair that bus travel in hanoi.
also listen to the night buses growl quite early on, by 21 clock lines already have the most leisure time. know and because auto-taxi and motorbike-taxi drivers, that otherwise no other option but their remains, they beat the price sometimes properly on it, the rascal. the laeppert then forward to the life. unless one has a bike! oh how beautiful it is there, loszuradeln just when and wherever you want. and a bit more movement hurts anyway especially not me.
but then you miss even one moment or another beautiful, whom you may just find only in the bus. like the one the other day: the bus was again very crowded, I had to stand. suddenly offered me an older Vietnamese woman a corner of their individual window seat. the one at home would probably rather not happen, but here you can see here very often, elderly, which mind you with younger, foreign to share their seat. I got the Evaluation Procedure of the nice lady will also be accepted and the outermost edge on your seat taken. It was not really comfortable, but that did not matter. and how they tell me all the time beaming. oh how much I would have a little chat with her. But there it was again: that said, my problem. at least they pointed me at some point with her dark hand very timid and hesitant about my hand-light, with which I clung to the front seat, and smiled in amazement and fascination. I found this moment very beautiful, touching, somehow magical. also a way of getting closer, with no voice. and in the bus!
yes, in the bus to get people close. it is well within Vietnam, but under, doing what they do: bus drivers. Vietnamese an everyday experience, the tourists still left for hidden usual. and as a still stare, fascinated, amazed, the Vietnamese, and respond to their few words of English to follow the sequence. photos were also done it from me. and immer bieten sie einem einen platz an, so nett. busfahren in hanoi hat durchaus auch was. da menschelt's so. deshalb steig ich auch immer mal wieder ein.
was das fahrradfahren in hanoi angeht, verspreche ich, auch weiterhin ganz dolle aufzupassen. die dafuer und hier notwendigen zusaetzlichen vier augen - zu den zweien vorne noch zwei an den seiten sowie zwei hinten -hab ich mir laengst zugelegt...
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