Hanoi must have thousands of cafes. Every street has at least a couple of them, where you can sit down on a small plastic stool to sip a sweet iced Vietnamese coffee, see life pass by on the street and breathe motorbike exhaust.
By Truch Bach Lake there is a small gallery-like cafe, housed in one of those narrow tubehouses, its three floors filled with ceramic sculptures and other fragile objects. It also has a nice, extremely child-unfreindly, roof-top terrace, but it is still just too hot to be outside.
Ice cream melting fast when it's 35 degrees hot inside as well...
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