It was September 2010, when Tao and I finished dinner, I walked aimlessly in Hanoi street and walked to a street. My body was boiling and brilliant. I thought it was a snack street. I didn't think it was a street of monopoly toys. Many people bought masks, and there were pig masks and Sun Wukong's masks. This is their night market. Everyone is happy, talking and laughing, wearing not exquisite masks, very intoxicated, and some are still holding marshmallows. This is really a city with youth and vitality, I think, although it is about to usher in its one thousand years old.
Hanoi Night Market is near Jianhu Lake. It's very busy here at night. Don't miss it when you go to Hanoi. There are many Vietnamese delicacies in the night market, but you can see that it sells more daily necessities, and some of them are of the same quality as those sold in China's pedestrian streets.
Knowing Vietnamese life, Hanoi Night Market is also a side experience. Although I always wanted to try to sit on the street and eat like them, I finally gave up because I didn't know how they ordered anything. Haha, there was a small table in front of everyone, lettuce and leaves, cups, but I didn't know. It seemed that there was no menu, unless there was a menu in the store.
Hanoi Night Market is a little cheaper than Saigon, and the goods are a little repetitive, but it is also expected. Street food is everywhere. It's a fairly large market. It's very busy. The market stretches several blocks. Only in this market are streets blocked as pedestrian-only areas, but some scooters are still available.
Whether day or night, the local people especially like to sit on a small bench by the lake, under the shade of the street, and at the foot of the wall, drinking ice drinks and chatting. The most interesting thing is that I once saw more than 30 people sitting on three rows of small benches along the street, brushing and brushing along the wall. At first, I thought it was a job recruiting on the spot. It was only when I saw clearly that everyone was holding a glass of ice drinks in his forehand. Because the conditions are limited, most stalls do not have refrigerators, so an insulating bucket filled with ice becomes a necessary equipment.