Two Hanoi Skyscrapers Catch Fire

by aengelson | December 15th, 2011

Riding home today, I saw a huge black cloud, and then when I turned onto the road past Truc Bach Lake, I saw this…

Two Hanoi skyscrapers that were under construction caught fire today.

Fortunately the two towers are still under construction, but I worried for the workers who might have been trapped inside. The story is here: thankfully, no one was killed, although 15 were injured, and about 30 people had to be rescued. Work site safety is just not a priority in this country–they were incredibly lucky this wasn’t worse.

Creepy to see a couple of towers on fire. Not an image I’d care to see again.

 

 

One Response to “Two Hanoi Skyscrapers Catch Fire”

  1. Rachel Cunningham says:

    Great shot — Andy. Thanks for sharing.

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Andy Engelson is a writer and editor who lives in Hanoi, Vietnam. He's currently working on a historical novel set in the Northwest United States during World War II. He's also a freelance writer, essayist and member of the Hanoi Writer's Collective. In a former life, he edited Washington Trails magazine for six years and before that was freelance journalist. He likes to hike, travel, and play with his family.

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