Hanoi is a ridiculously rich café culture, with all kinds of establishments, bare bones to socialistic hip, selling caffeinated beans. I dropped Mo off at music class off of any alleyway that could only fit on motorbike at a time. I wasn’t expecting to find a suitable place to while away the music class, but surprisingly–then again, not surprisingly in Hanoi, I found this gem of an oasis confined to the smallest of spaces. The owners crammed it in between banyan trees multiple stories high, along with a plethora of other potted plants and even fish tanks on ledges. The aesthetic was minimalist and modern, with only little stools as seating.
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