How long can Vietnam keep this up?
Posted: April 9, 2012 Filed under: change, environment, family, Hanoi, News, Reflections | Tags: development, environment, family, growth, Hanoi, pollution 2 Comments »Most of my columns for the Word Magazine can be found online – including this most recent one, a tribute to my colleagues at the British Council.
But a couple have only previously appeared in print. This is one of them…
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Judging from newsreel footage, back when “all this was bicycles”, Hanoi wasn’t just quiet it was pretty slow moving too.
Not at all surprising when you figure that heat occasionally nudges 40 degrees in the summer. Vietnam doesn’t seem like it was meant to be fast.
But scooters replaced pushbikes and now cars replace scooters. Air con means people can work faster, harder and longer.
Those cars are now blocking streets. To deal with this we’ll soon get more car parks, wider streets and fly overs. Alongside these will be trams and increased public transport. Hanoi is expanding – it needs more housing, more shops.
Hanoi is to become a city made of cities.
My Vietnamese parents in law used to live in the countryside. They now live in the city. They didn’t have to move to achieve this.
Still, for the those with a nostalgia for “their countryside” there are wildlife restaurants. While the kids increasingly pay lip service to green causes, many affluent oldies are still paying top dollar for civet and pangolin. In 2010 Vietnam’s last Javan rhino was shot. No one really believes Vietnam’s tigers and elephants can survive.
Since the end of the American war Vietnam’s population has doubled.
Over the past decade, Vietnam’s carbon dioxide emissions have grown by 136%. That’s faster than any other country on the planet. Over the same period Vietnam’s oil use grew by 82% – beaten only by increases from China and Qatar.
But that’s nothing compared to Vietnam’s electricity use – up a massive 227%.
Meanwhile having hauled themselves out of poverty through sheer hard work, Vietnamese ambition doesn’t show any signs of slowing. Those who had it hard don’t want their kids to suffer like they did. If that means youngsters studying seven days a week then so be it.
Kids won’t go hungry but they will face different kinds of pressures. Simply making it to University isn’t enough. It has to be a foreign University. In the right country.
Meanwhile stats show that by the time kids hit their teens their largest outgoing is paying off debt.
That is something they have to get used to. With Hanoi’s housing bubble not yet burst, real estate loans went up by almost a quarter between 2009 and 2010.
Borrow more. Buy more land. Or dollars. Or even gold.
And if you’ve spent all that money on land, you’re going to want to make the best of it. No point having a three storey house when you could have five. Knock it down, borrow more money and build it up again bigger than ever. Five stories this time. Have your builders work through the weekend to get it done as soon as possible. Make them start early and finish late.
If you find yourself richer in 10 years time, do this again.
Little wonder then that Vietnam has a dust issues – up to 20 or 30 times the recommended limit near building sites. A mere half that on busy city crossroads.
Back to the family – mum and dad both have to go out to work now in order to meet increasing financial commitments. Grandparents are needed to take kids to school.
The golden generation that won wars and survived food shortages are now needed to babysit and do school runs. Mums and dads get back late. Stuck at work then stuck in traffic.
It’s a ride, exhilarating but exhausting, and let’s not forget that these are the good times.
But surely it can’t go on like this.
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Dinner and drinks with the inlaws
Posted: April 1, 2012 Filed under: family, Food and drink, Hanoi | Tags: beer, bia, drink, family, food, whisky, wine 1 Comment »I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind
Posted: March 11, 2012 Filed under: expats, family, getting married, Reflections, work | Tags: family, life, work 5 Comments »Putting aside the fact that in another time in another place we could have hated each other – I wish I’d met my wife a dozen years earlier.
While I’d be naive to think that there wasn’t some connection between settling down and getting older, the responsibilities that come with it are more to do with age than marital situation. I wish we could have had adventures together. I wish I could have shown her parts of the world I’d loved. I wish we could have explored new places together.
It’s not youth that I miss, it’s time.
The context of the post below is not one of problems with Hanoi. It’s bigger than that or rather it’s an accumulation of lots of little problems coming to a head. Expats tend to blame everything on their location and yet sometimes problems are just problems.
As you get older the road less travelled is less travelled for a reason and yet the congestion on the other only makes it less appealing. In the end, choosing either requires a huge leap of faith and when there are two of you the stakes are twice as high.
Enough metaphors yet?
Just wish I could switch my head off.
Diep got married
Posted: February 4, 2012 Filed under: family, getting married, Pics | Tags: diep, family, wedding Leave a comment »I’m taking advantage of the immobility of a bad back to catch up on the blog which has been left idle for some time now.
These pictures our from my sister-in-law Diep’s wedding. It was agreed that I would be photographer. I had mixed feelings about this. I know that is the dark greyness of Tet I’d had my work cut out to try and get anything even vaguely useable without the flash constantly going off and making everything look unnatural. They’re not great but I think I just about got away with it.
On the plus side, a camera in my hand gave me something to keep me occupied with us spending 12 hours there. On more than one occasion I was told “get the camera and get out quick” as a drunken uncle zig zagged over to me with rice wine drinking in mind. It’s hard to say no and yet once you’ve said yes once, you’re a goner.
The second pic is the same location and tent as the lunchtime do for our wedding. However there weren’t the tall buildings behind then. The lovely little enclave of Hanoi where the inlaws live is slowly being ringed by development. I hope they can keep their own walls intact in what is a lovely quiet community – kids playing in the streets and all.
The happy couple look as nervous in the shots as I did in ours. Now Diep is living with her inlaws, as is the way of things here.
My Hanoi life: sister in law to marry, brother in law nearly overlooked
Posted: January 3, 2012 Filed under: family, getting married | Tags: family, married, wedding Leave a comment »When I married my wife she was the first of four sisters to find a husband.
On our way back to Vietnam we learn youngest sister is next up.
We hear the news when we text from Newcastle airport. We arrive jetlagged in Hanoi the best part of a day later.
Just as I start to take for granted the following day off, the last before work starts again, the family swing into action.
My wife is summoned to talk weddings.
We drive across town in now cold, damp and wet Hanoi. On arrival father in law offers me a brandy. I say no half a dozen times before I give up and just drink the thing.
They discuss the plan.
Since I have last been in the room the family had purchased a large flat screen TV. It plays continually over the top of the conversation.
I am referred to only once. Could I take the pictures? Every picture I have ever taken has been on auto setting. This is too much pressure but my protests fall on deaf ears. The decision is made.
A couple of hours later we return. It takes the best part of an hour through traffic. Hanoi is now wetter and colder still.
Soon-to-be-married sister follows us to try on my wife’s ao dai and wedding dress. A friend of my wife’s turns up to pick up the baby clothes she requested we purchase on her behalf when we were in the UK. They start a long conversation about how cheap shirts are in Britain. This will surely mean buying shirts for this lady’s entire extended family next time we travel.
Then an alarm goes off on my wife’s phone. A reminder. It’s her brother’s birthday! In all the wedding planning it has been forgotten. She rings the family home. Father in law isn’t happy at the oversight so invites us all the way back for an impromptu birthday dinner.
My wife, sensing that I may not fancy another trip across town and yet more wedding chat, plays up my cold. I am excused.
She goes. They eat hotpot with prawns and squid. I stay at home and eat half the “quiet dinner” I had prepared for the two of us before birthday plans evolved.
The engagement (an hoi) and wedding are scheduled between now and Tet. No time like the present. Nothing is finalised but I’m keeping my shoes shined and suit pressed.
My boss has been warned that family events could come at any point and I will need to be excused from work.
It’s good to be back.






