There were no people or cars on the road. I wiped the sweat from my face With the sleeve of my T-shirt. The sun burned on my skin. I took a sip of water that was left, And regretted my rough plan. It was summer and my boss and I had just arrived the day before at Noibai airport in Hanoi. It was the fifth time that we had come to Vietnam on business. We had finished some work at the office then our cab took us to the hotel at 8 PM. We had a quick meal at the hotel restaurant, because my boss was tired from the long flight. After dinner, we parted ways with a promise to meet the next morning at 7 AM in the lobby. I was not as tired as he was. Instead, I wanted to exercise and move my body rather than rest it. The Hanoi Club where we were staying was a nice enough hotel, but it had no gym. Thus, I made plans to get up early in the morning and go jogging. There are many lakes in Hanoi. I had jogged near the hotel several times, usually on a cou
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