The transient nature of houses in Hanoi.
May 11th, 2010
I saw my neighbour as I left this morning. She carried a plastic bag full of clothes in each hand, I didn’t think twice, I guessed it was laundry day. Eight hours later I returned home to find their hovel no longer.
I don’t blame my neighbours for wanting to live somewhere with windows and natural light and they can certainly afford it. But I had never seen so much demolition before I came to Hanoi. I can understand knocking down a horrid little squat house like this one, but what I am offended by is building temporary houses.
Please excuse this messy ramble-fest. I am just thinking about the next 4 months of construction noise. The top two photos are taken from the balcony of my bedroom. The green and yellow fence in the top photo (taken in March when their eldest daughter got married) is our fence. Maybe it is time to leave Hanoi.
May 11th, 2010 at 3:13 am
I’ve seen 2 apartment buildings and a house being built on my street during my 4 1/2 months here thus far. Luckily none were close enough to hear the noise.
May 11th, 2010 at 1:23 pm
GET OUT. They build houses like prostitutes have sex. Cheap, quick, easy & usually have some kind of repercussions. Like DAMP.
Come stay with me in Mexico where food’s fresh, houses are well built & stand for more than a year, where music plays that u can dance to & get out of that communist warpedness.