Rainy Morning in Hanoi

Today it rains in Hanoi so a coffee shop is required. Luckily this city is coffee shop rich. Now I sit watching the rain fall with a Vietnamese coffee. Strong and also comes with ambition upgrades. But the sky is dark today. Perhaps a walk will come later. I’m waiting to see whether the rain tapers a bit.

If not some days are meant to more slowly consider the pursuits of life over hot coffee. Sky still seems dark. Coffee warms me up. Ideas are fertile ground when it rains. It’s like another tap; the idea tap was turned open. I remember walking in Tokyo earlier and it rained. I ducked into a Starbucks in Shinjuku and realized March in Japan is a grab bag of coffee, plans, ideas and dreams.

It’s the same as Hanoi as I sit here watching the sky indecisive about clearing or continuing. I guess in a way it also signals the end of days in Hanoi. I’ll soon leave after three months in this delightful, fun, and sometimes wacky place.

On to other wacky and fun places. Life is like a walk. If you try to see the destination you miss all the things before. It’s better to take those slow meaningful steps. There’s a grand plan between the rain drops and steps but it probably does not really apply. Plans are like todo lists. You can prioritize, list, GTD, or whatever. Does it really make the walk to the destination any better? The rain still falls. You still think to dodge the drops. Won’t happen.

Vicarious Thrills at a Starbucks

This morning did my laundry at home, had breakfast, watched the latest dystopian news fantasy about the likelihood that:

  1. Obama wiretapped Trump’s place. I’m not sure of the why of this. It sounds pretty half-baked.
  2. Devos has no idea what is she managing in the Department of Education. Its only everyone’s future which is what education turns into.
  3. Sessions recused himself because someone may or may not have spoken to someone else that they should or should not have done.

So after all that stuff which could be baked into a fantasy dystopia about a future state where everyone says what they don’t mean and if the press manages to disagree its labeled as Fake News; I headed out. Out to Wal-Mart and then to a Starbucks I have not gone to for a long time. So I came here to surreptitiously spy on others while I cook along on my Chromebook. I see a lot of younger people here with their devices. One guy has a Surface Pro. There’s a couple sitting down from him.

And then this comes on…

 

Well, that stops me studying people for a moment. I remember a friend of my daughter’s that posted something on the book of face about this. I could not find the post.

UPDATE: I did find the post! I will add the image which I thought was kinda cool and its related to the song above.

Now I’m back.

The guy that took my order is having lunch here.. People are huddled in their little pecking orders. Mostly couples doing what couples do. I’m a loner. I almost can overhear the couple next to me talking with the laptop going under them.

Now out the window the sun is battling the clouds and hail and wind and rain have been combatants.

I’m coming out of my cage…