Here I am, sitting on a street corner in Hanoi,Vietnam, having a beer
and rattling off a blog entry on my iPod while hitching a ride on
someone’s open wireless Internet connection. Certainly, at times like
this – with the night traffic streaming through the French collonial
streets in front of me – I think that modern communication is simply a
miracle. Or maybe that is just the second beer talking.

Observation: in the window is the Arsenal / Birmingham Premiership
match, and a small crowd is gathering in the street to watch. Amazing
really.

Crossing the street is usually a pretty intense experience, and pretty much goes against everything I was ever taught about crossing the road as a child.