MAY 2023 · ESCAPE
Old quarter and backstreets of Hanoi
Hanoi Old Quarter, Vietnam
The train tracks run through an alley in the Old Quarter. The rails are set into the brick at ground level and the buildings are a metre or two from the line on each side. When no train is coming, which is most of the time, vendors set up along both edges and tourists walk down the middle. At intervals, a train moves through — slow enough that vendors pull their stalls back a metre and then replace them once it's past.

The lanes are narrow enough that workshop doors opening onto the street feel like an invitation inside. You pass a cluttered storefront packed with motorbike parts, the inventory catalogued by some system invisible to the outsider. You pass a metal workshop, tools on the walls, the work visible from the pavement. The narrowness makes everything public.
The narrowness makes everything public.
Hanoi Old Quarter — May 2023

On blue plastic stools in a shaded section, vendors sit in a row. The stool and the lane produce each other: low enough to fit in a tight space, portable, cheap, easily arranged and rearranged. On another street, garden nursery plants and flowers are displayed on the pavement, a motorbike loaded with goods parked beside them. Everything happens at street level.


At one alley entrance, brick walls and a narrow track, shuttered storefronts and the overhead wire tangle above. A single person stands on the tracks. The scale is immediate — the lane is exactly wide enough to walk two abreast if one of you turns sideways.

The motorbike is the unit of logistics. Cargo arrives loaded on bikes, riders navigating between the vendors and the pedestrians. A motorbike transporting something large moves through in black and white, the goods stacked higher than the rider. The guild street system that organised the trades centuries ago now operates on the same footprint with different contents — the form holding, the commerce adapted.



































