Still Friday, December 21, 2012
After lunch, we were back on the motorcoaches to go to the Hanoi Hilton. Anyone familiar with the US-Vietnam conflict and Senator John McCain knows about the "Hanoi Hilton." This was the first of several disturbing sights we were to see on this trip, and the awful thing is that these things are still happening in our world today.
The entrance to what the French called "Maison Centrale:"
Lò/Hell's Hole Prison, but because it was on the street of Hỏa
Lò selling Hỏa
The exterior wall from inside:
An almond tree where prisoners used the fruit and bark for medicinal purposes and the wood branches to carve pipes or flutes:
A napping rickshaw driver:
The Vietnam Museum of Ethnology:
Next door they were putting the finishing touches on the Southeast Asian wing:
There are 54 ethnic groups in Vietnam, only a couple fewer than in all of China. I think they share several of the ethnic groups.
Trying out a "bridge:"
nt had the "penne pasta salad with chicken breast, Mediterranean vegetables and balsalmic olive oil dressing." We also had a choice of soups, but both chose "cream of leeks with tomato basil salsa, crispy bacon and chives." I had an entree of
"baked filet of sea bass with Provencale crust, Riesling butter sauce and
fresh seasonal vegetables" and Kent had the grilled Australian steak with
Cabernet Sauvignon sauce, mousseline potatoes and seasonal fresh vegetables.” We had the same dessert of "chocolate ganache cake with vanilla sauce, mixed berry coulis and mint garnish." This was followed by coffee or tea with cookies. Thank you, Viking River Cruises!
Tomorrow, Hanoi 5 Old Quarter.