Directions: Cross the highway East of the Old Quarter and follow Chuong Duong Do all the way to the river.
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This place is a dumpster!!!
I am not an OCD freak and I am actually very laid back and easy going but I couldn't take the nastiness of this place (especially the rest room).
I know this is Hanoi and I shouldn't expect a super clean place anywhere I go but the music, the drink and the atmosphere are not able to make up for the nasty bathroom like other places do.
The music here is horrible. Old songs from the last decade or contemporary top40 songs when they are no longer on the chart. People seem like do not know how to dance and when I showed them some moves, they looked at me awkwardly ( bc I didn't just stand there and swing my body lol ).
The drink is cheap made and taste awful. The bartenders are some ugly girls lol.
And one more thing. It was too hot to handle!!!!
Horrible place to go. I rather stay home and chill with my own drink.
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I made my way past drunken children along a ridged gangplank to the boat, keeping a weary eye for the pirates I know troll this area. I place my feet on the bow or is it stern? I catch a blur of foux fur and patent leather as a young Vietnamese girl in 10 inch heals blows pass me to vomit over the side. Her boyfriend is too busy texting someone at 2AM to hold her hair back. I shove my way violently toward the crowded bar. I will not wait another moment for a drink. I pull out my ten inch switch blade and slice off a full pound of flesh for the slender piss warm Heineken. I thank the bartender for the bounty but he is busy leering at the big breasted foreigner slurring loudly to her friends about how awesome this place is. I slink over to a corner and shadow dance to funky cold medina. The table beside me tips over, warm beer fills my Hush Puppies. The current carries me outside toward the bathroom. It is dark, the smell of death is all around me. I drain my bladder into a trough and try not to step on the severed nose on the floor. I finish my beer and head back across the plank to the taxi driver, who is supremely high on industrial strength airplane glue, to overcharge me for a ride back to my hotel. Best night ever.
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I could not pass up the chance to be the 50th review of Solace. This bar is like the Yankees either you love em or you want to kill every last one of them. Well except no one loves Solace.
Having gone up to three times in one week in a low point in life/ high point in alcoholism, to not going for over 6 months I know this bar pretty well. From the the time of the Titanic sinking to the "Where did the boat go?" police episode a while ago, Solace never changes that much.
The good: Hanoi is sadly lacking in late night venues where you can dance, meet interesting people, and act pretty retarded without standing out in the crowd.
The bad: horrible toilets, even after being redone several times. For guys bearable for under a minute but most seem to piss off the side of the boat, in the girls, or by the motorbikes. Girls, you should just hold it or driving to an average rat infested hanoi alley would be cleaner.
security: the bouncers should be watched, the bad ones will beat you if they think you did something wrong, the good ones will watch as your coats, bags, and wallets are stolen. the hookers tend to also go through the coats stacks, and steal newish beers from you wtf?. if your motorbike isn't brand new, you don't leave your helmet, make eye contact with the lady, and pay 5k your stuff will be fine outside.
The ugly: 40k warm carlsberg, 50-60k fake whiskeys. The ugliest ladyboys this side of Bangkok, and some working girls that make them look decent.
Priceless: going with a bunch of people after drinking all day on a weekday to find no one there that isn't a lost tourist or someone trying to rob them in some way, but jumping on the dance floor to the worst of late 90's hip hop badly remixed and having a great time till 4 am.
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went in here last night came back out to get my bike but didnt have 5000d on me for the bike only had five dollars i ended up getting hit in the face and the neck with a wooden baton they also bent the key to my motobike some and my girlfreind couldnt drive off i dont understand why they just didnt take the 5 dollars because its worth more than 5000d i wish i would of read these reviews before going in here
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