Nowadays, who writes Noel letter by hand anyway?

Many believe that Hanoians are generally more “reserved” than Southerners. I think an ordinary tourist would likely notice this. Saigonese people are especially warm and hospitable. However, friends who have lived or are currently living in the capital reveal that once you get closer to Hanoians, their behavior changes. Often, the quieter individuals become truly good friends once they are willing to open up. – Keith Hancock

Suggested song: Bầu Trời Mới – Da LAB ft. Minh Tốc & Lam

Dear anh Hanoi,

To say I like you is an understatement.

I think I was lucky to have met you during my tough time in Vinhomes Grand Park. I’ll paraphrase what I’ve said before: You were the most noble thing that has happened to me during November 2024: You, your house, your degree (which I might like more than you), your head scratches, you hugging me to sleep, etc…

Although I know our “relationship” may not mean anything, it actually saves me. “Nobel” may be the furthest thing from what we did, but actually, compared to all the fucking things happened to me and/or things I jumped into, it was quite nobel.

One thing I appreciated was that when I was on floor 36, I told you people won’t swipe the card for me and you said you’d come for me and when the elevator door opened on floor 33 like 5 second later, you showed up, saving me from distress.

I fondly recall the moment you told me to test my typing speed, which was the nerdiest thing ever, reminding me of my idol’s most watched clip: Ali Abdaal teaching people on the internet how to type quickly. Well I didn’t enjoy it at that moment but I always remember it with a smile because me, naked, typing and trying not to leak all over your chair and then brushing my teeth next to you, fully clothed, was the weirdest normal thing ever in my life at that moment.

I aspire to become as rich as you, being able to afford leaving music and AC open all night in the living room and living in Masterise Homes.

Merry Christmas to you anh. Wish you happiness always.

Saigon

Hanoi:

It’s not rich man, it’s called falling asleep.

The electricity bill was killing me.

Saigon:

Lol, that’s rich.

To be able to forget that, it’s rich.

Hanoi:

No, it’s not rich. It’s called “deal with it at the end of the month”.

Wasn’t happy with my bill.