Hanoi and I

The place I was born was Hanoi, the day I was born was burning. In a narrow alley, on a narrow street, there was my home...(Hà Nội và Tôi- by Lê Vinh)

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Spring Break in D.C.

I'm having my spring break this week. Instead of staying in Knoxville like usual, this time I and four friends of mine decided to take a trip to Washington D.C., where we'd meet with few others. The 10-hour driving was such a long trip for me but it must be worse for the driver, since he was the only who could drive.
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[Two weeks later]
I started writing right after I got to DC, but never had a chance to finish it. A week staying in the capitol of the United States was quite amazing because of the people I met, places I visited, and especially the food I ate there. I've been to D.C. three times before, but they were either short or I was kept busy with other stuff. This time, I really had a chance to experience it.
During the first three days, I spent most of my time with a newly-met friend, who happened to go to the same high school in Hanoi as I did. (With us, there were few others, but since they were stuck with their boy/girlfriend, I counted them out for the moment!) Our first destination was the Natural History Museum, where we saw a whole lot of artificial displays depicting extinct animals. (For the "artificial" part, I'm not very sure. However, if they were real, then the parents of those animals must have taken a lot of time engraving a bunch of numbers on their kids' skull!!!) Anyway, we spent quite a bit time there before heading over to a Thai's restaurant. It's D.C., so the food was good, although it could have been much better if the service had been a little more professional. The restaurant was close to China Town.
After lunch, we took a walk around D.C. I was very excited being in such a busy city. Unlike Knoxville, the way which people drove, walked, and talked around there made it a living world. I couldn't stop talking about this building or that building, a street or a corner, a piece of actual history or simply something I made up. I was really excited! At that moment, I'm sure my friend shared the same feeling with me, because at one point, when I actually said out loud how I felt about the city, she nodded her head lightly and said "Yeah, just like Hanoi!". Wow! She spoke my mind!
In the next few days, we visited the Zoo, (got quite close to) the Washington Monument, Pentagon City, George Town, Vietnamese Embassy and few others. Among those places we went, the most memorable place is nevertheless Hin's house, where we stayed the entire time. Even thought it was true that I always wanted to leave it early in the morning and to come back really late at night, her mom cooked such amazing meals that I never want to eat out. We had noodle soup (Pho) a few times, fried tofu (i helped making this :D ), buns, soup with the tiny shrimps (canh tom), and so many other Vietnamese foods. I remembered my mouth kept watering from the moment I smelled them in the kitchen to the very last second of the meals. What made the meals even better was the people surround me. We helped cooking, serving the meal, and then argued in a circle who had to do the dishes. I just don't get to eat foods like that, among people like that every day...
We left D.C. in a little rush, when another 10-hour driving was waiting for us. I didn't get to say goodbye to people I met, didn't get to say what I meant to say. It was only a week, such a short time but so many memory that I would never forget...
-nxh

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