A party is one musical note away.
A cold, rainy day in Hanoi. Stuck in the hostel with little to do, you decide to put your feet up in the lobby. Your new travel companion appears, guitar in hand. You ask him to play a song. He obliges. You watch his hands move, picking with the accuracy and precision of a dart player.
You look back up, only to find a crowd gathered around you. A Bia Hà Nội, the local beer, is passed to you. The music gets louder, as does the crowd, drinks in hand. You find yourself holding a bottle of rice whiskey at some point in the evening.
The next thing you know, you’re waking up in your dorm with a giant headache — but you know you had a good time. And after doing some detective work to piece together the rest of the evening, you find out everyone else did too.