Motorcycles: The best way to see Sapa

J and I sat at the long, wooden table, set with chopsticks, chilli sauces and pieces of raw meat and bamboo shoots. I smiled at the H’mong tribeswoman sitting next to me, and she smiled back. To our right was the fruit and vegetable markets, trading┬ápiles of fresh produce┬ábeneath canopies of tin and tarpolean. To … More Motorcycles: The best way to see Sapa