Another day another epic journey. Sleeper bus bus with chez lounges this time. Epic views passing the window as we finally drift from endless golden sands to lofty mountain passes and lush greenery. Just stopped for toilet break... Few because the alternative if battering my way through the plague of hovering flies to the rotten stench coming from the onboard option was enough to curdle ones insides and release a pestilence upon the bus. We arrived In Hue whi...

Pedestrians and primitive transport. Vietnam is a strange place each city/ town/province differs so greatly. The people in Hoi An are beautiful. Gone are the pushy traders and taxi drivers of the city to locals who genuinely want to know where you are from and sit and just chat with you. As I sit overlooking the sunny and near deserted street with the occasionally bicycle passing by I drift into another Markean philosophy musing... I wander if I have it wro...

Soooo.... Day 2 in Hoi An. It's flipping hot. 36'c by day and 34'c by night. Started the day with a meander round the world heritage site. Shaz took trusty bike and me still not seeing love to cycle in this heat went by foot (which turned out to be quicker). We went to an ancient Japanese covered bridge before checking out some of the ancient local houses. Amazing they all came with cups of tea, now here is civilisation. Then visited a really cool buddhist tem...

So Hoi An, I reckon is the most beautiful spot yet! Thank you Kate for letting us In on the secret. Beautiful collonial rennaissance streets with little yellow painted building littered with easy going bars and trendy coffee shops. There is tailor after tailor offering to make you beautiful clothes (I went in today and she took every measurement imaginable) but fear not there was no "cupping!". Now chilling on a roof top restaurant over looking the waterfront to ...

Mischief on the reunification express.... Spark, squeal, shriek and whistle!!!! The wheels grudgingly struggled against the breaks pushing their way out of contented stupor into the excitement of forward traction. Lovers waved their final fairwells, families shed their parting tears, workers jostled into their customary positions and a couple of travellers boarded under the cloak and dagger of darkness. They sucked in the last dredges of the evening air (the la...