There is a new layer to the soundtrack of Hanoi -- cicadas. All across the city is the loud singing of the insects. On normally quiet streets, the cicadas songs are almost overwhelming. On main roads, the hymns can be faintly heard underneath the roars of motorbike engines.
The other night as Huyen and I walked home from dinner, I commented to her about the loud sounds of the cicadas. Huyen told me that all students in Vietnam love the sound because it means that the school year is about to finish.
