West Lake

I don't really know where my love for cities that have lakes come from, but it's always a strong feeling.  I think most of my childhood spending time cycling by the lake surfaced by the mist to school in the early morning explains somehow.

When I crashed into my friend's appartment in Hanoi, I fell in luv right away with this scene out of the balcony and found myself waking up earlier than usual to enjoy the quietness that the sligh mist covered around the lake until the sound of people cycling/jogging/chatting drag me back to reality.