Our Last Visa Run from Vietnam
A Hanoi Summer
New Baby in Hanoi
We were honoured to attend a new babies welcome to the world party last week. It was lovely to be invited to such a momentous occasion when we are so far away from our family and friends and have missed so many celebrations like this. I didn’t manage to get a baby cuddle but I got a wee play with the teeny tootsies and fingers which is enough for me. Welcome to the world Lydian, you really were the star of the show!
An Expat Christmas in Hanoi
Did I mention the wine?
Even Reindeers need to relieve themselves
Christmas Day and Our First Vietnamese Wedding in Hanoi
Vietnamese Wedding Cake
Vietnamese Wedding Part 2
We travelled by car with the grooms family and a few of his close friends to go “collect” the bride. We arrived to find that the bride had been having just as big a party at her house. I would’ve really loved to have known what all the Vietnamese men were thinking and saying to each other as we walked up with Mark in all his kilt glory. They were all pretty smiley and just about all the men made it their mission to shake his hand. He did look a bit sheepish (edit by Mark: and felt like a fanny) whilst I thought it was bloody hysterical.
The Kilt Catwalk!
We all then travelled back to the grooms family home, having collected the bride, her family and a few more guests to enjoy the next part of the wedding. This consisted of a VERY loud MC chatting a LOT in Vietnamese, a Champagne (fizzy juice) tower, green tea and sunflower seeds, no rice wine but I am forever grateful for the Scottish traditional dress now as Mark produced a rum-filled hip flask from his sporran and offered me a swig to get me by.
You may have noticed that I promised a lot more in this instalment but I think I’ve rambled on enough, until next time! If anyone has any questions about moving to Hanoi, Pilates in Hanoi or joining the Hanoi International Women’s club email me at [email protected]