This week I have been struck down with the cold from hell. So this has resulted in me spending most of last week and much of today on my couch, under a blanket reading an abundance of travel literature. The only time I have managed to get out and do anything vaguely social in the past week was last night when I took Ollie and my brother Mike to the amazing Tay Do Cafe in Shoreditch for a big Vietnamese dinner. Neither of them have been to Vietnam and my brother is a notoriously fussy eater, but luckily they enjoyed it very much. It's not quite the little place on the corner in the Hanoi Old Quarter that sold vegetable fried noodles and pints of Hanoi beer for 35,000 dong, but it's as close as you can probably get in London.
In other news, following a severely long travel drought I have finally reacquainted myself with the excited feeling I get when a flight e-ticket pops up in my inbox. I've been deliberating where to travel to for my first travel writing assignment and have been mainly looking at Eastern European destinations such as Budapest and Bratislava. Then Ryanair decided to throw me a curve-ball when they started offering cheap trips to Seville and my weakness for tapas and Moorish architecture caused me to cave spectacularly and book myself a ticket.
So Seville it is. And I am SO excited!
That place in Hanoi was amazing and so lovely and cheap - but the Shoreditch place is a great London equivalent. Seville - wish I was coming.
ReplyDeleteYayyy - glad to finally see you on here!! Haha. I miss that place in Hanoi SO much. Hopefully one day we'll get to go back there and have more fried noodles. And also back to Le Pub for more of their $1 margharitas!! xx
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