Our night-time bus journey to Hue should have been an uneventful trip, allowing me to sleep right through the night. At about 1am, we stopped, I believed at first for a toilet break. Vic came back on to the bus to tell me to come and see outside, and bring my camera. The truck in front of us had jack-knifed and was lying on its side taking up most of the road. Even though it was 1am, traffic was building up, since this was one of the only main coastal roads running through the country.

The number of Vietnamese inspecting the scene steadily increased, attempting to pull things fromt he bottom of the truck. One guy managed to remove a pole from the truck, only to throw it to the side of the road. Nice one mate. The pool of oil that had spilled from the truck didn't stop the idiotic-locals from lighting-up, one guy even throwing away his cigarette literally feet from the spillage. After about an hour, some official looking men turned up blowing whistles and doing lots of pointing, so I assumed they were in charge. One even had a briefcase but he didn't get involved, I think he was the boss. Not long after, a rather large truck arrived to pull away the obstacle, which was lengthening our already long 14 hour journey. On the third attempt the truck was removed, and the traffic flowed once again.

We arrived in Hue at around 10am, checked into a nice guest house and looked around the town. It's fun chatting to the locals, they enjoy talking to us as well, many are learning English, so they like to practice. We met a couple of girls close ot our hotel we were to meet up with later on for drinks, off the beaten-track. We walked around Hue, doing some sight-seeing and arranging our travel onwards for the next day.

Some of the temples and sights were interesting, many of these places are rich in history, not only from the last century but over the past millennium. I've also taken to doing various random poses to keep the photo-taking interesting. Much of the scenery at the temples reminds me of the back-drops for games such as Street Fighter or Mortal Kombat, so one of my new poses is a Johnny Cage style yoko-geri-kekomi (side thrust kick).

We bumped into the Canadian girls, so hired 'cyclones' to drive us to the toursit spots. The town was very nice, really chilled, which was a welcome relief from the hustle and bustle of Hanoi. Later, when we were eating dinner, we saw Karl, from the slow-boat trip (guy from the Wirral). He'd spent longer in Vang Vieng as he was ill. Most people have been ill so far, apart form me...I think I'm a ticking time-bomb waiting to go off! It is inevitable...

Early the next morning we jumped on the coach to take us on the four hour journey to Hoi An. We probably should have spent another day in Hue, as it was really nice, but our reasonably tight schedule means we needed to keep going.