An almost full moon is rising over Hoan Kiem Lake this steamy Wednesday evening. I'm feeling a little forlorn, it's nothing specific, nor too extreme, more a lostness, a kind of ennui. Most travelers have it some time or another. You’re watching the passing show, enchanted, transported, when you suddenly realize you’re not in it. That’s just what it is, a profound feeling of not belonging. Here is this exotic world, but you’re passing through. It’s someone else’s, and not you