So much has happened over the last two weeks. My lax in writing will one day come back to bite me as the details and events that right now are so clear will eventually fade away and become lost to time. There was Hanoi of course, that town that never developed into a city but remains one on the maps and in parlance all the same. True, it is too small for its population, but it’s the pace that has truly left it behind the true metropolis of Saigon in the south. The people are still “provincial,” as they used to say. The bars close ast midnight as the police in jeeps come out to clear the streets, forcing everyone indoors or to known but overlooked after-hour speakeasies.