We made it to Hanoi in one piece a week ago. The flights weren’t as bad as they could have been, with a one year old, and it was a relatively smooth travel day. It took us a little over 24 hours from door to door, and by the time we arrived to our new home it was about midnight.
We all slept about 4-5 hours that first night, a combination of adrenaline and jet lag. The next couple days were a fog, trying to adjust our bodies to the new time zone. I’ve been jet lagged before, the longest time difference was 6 hours. But an 11 hour time difference is a completely different animal. I think we’re finally on a normal schedule. Oliver is sleeping through the night instead of getting up at 11pm for a couple hours, and hubby and I seem to be sleeping through the night as well.
Our home is really nice and spacious, with plenty of room for guests (hint, hint). Once we get all our things settled I will post some pictures of our new home.
We were pretty overwhelmed trying to grocery shop for the first time. I don’t think either of us expected a shopping experience like the states, but going into a “western” style grocery store was not what we expected, either. We can get plenty of KitKats and coke, but most of my go-to’s like hamburger buns, salt and pepper, and apples were pretty hard to find. Honestly, our first shopping trip was the day after we arrived and I think we just ended up with some milk, yogurt and a coke. Since that day, I’ve discovered a great meat delivery website as well as the fresh fruit and vegetables sellers right on my street. I’ve even made my first meal, spaghetti and a fresh salad, which was pretty good if I do say so myself.
Good food is not in short supply here, and we’ve found some delicious restaurants in our neighborhood and around Hanoi. Oliver loves the fresh fruit and smoothies. The pho is amazing, and we can get it right outside our door. We are trying new restaurants as often as possible, and we haven’t been disappointed yet.
I’ve quickly learned how to get around in a taxi. I carry a book of addresses which I can show the driver, which is great because I don’t have to try and pronounce the street names yet. They take cash and start out at a rate of 5,6, or 10 Vietnamese dong. Some the taxis have seat belts but I have quickly gotten used to not wearing one and having Oliver sit on my lap, or on the seat next to me. But we are able to get around quickly and cheaply whenever we want.
Our first week has been great.Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers as we get settled in our new home. More updates to come!