This weekend I bought a bicycle so I could cruise the streets of Ha Noi at break-neck speeds. Ok, well, maybe just the one speed of my one-geared bike. After some perusing of the Japanese and Taiwanese options that the shop-owner assured me meant quality (they looked the same to me) I settled on a classic Vietnamese bike complete with plastic basket in the front and a metal passenger seat in the back. The shop owner threw on some flashy stickers that said things like 'USA' and 'Amrny' and other words that don't make sense without me even asking, and I was good to go!
What struck me about this trip was my brief escapade into the Vincom towers, a popular shopping mall in the Hoan Kiem district. Inside I was suddenly transported into the high-fashion realm of Coach, Gucci, bright cosmetic counters, and smelly perfumes. This was a big change from the smell of exhaust and rotting garbage just outside. I was so overwhelmed by it all (and acutely aware of my shabby state and lack of shower) that I quickly left.
Inside Vincom Tower
Vietnam is proving to be a dichotomous country. For the most part, it's a poor developing country. The per capita income in 2008 was a little more than $1,000 and many people live on less than that. However, I see an upper class that is able to shop at Vincom and drive their Mercedes and BMW SUVs amongst the VN war-era motorbikes. I fall somewhere in between, I suppose. Even with my meager intern wages, I manage to live a relatively luxurious existence here with daily meals out and a weekly maid.
The country has come a long way into the free market world since the economic reforms (Đổi Mới) of the early 1990s shifted away from a centrally planned economy, as proven by the Louis Vuitton-toting Vietnamese businesspeople. But then again, scenes like this one of the market by my house remind me that the majority of the country still practices a non-Gucci lifestyle.