Tp. Hội An, Vietnam
That evening the locals had begun preparations for the impending storm, hatches were being battened, trees were being tied down, electricity was being turned off and everything including the garden sink was being taken inside.
We were on the hunt for a travel agent in order to book tickets for our continued journey to Hanoi. What started with a €15, 18 hour train from hell for the next day ended with a €56, 1 hour flight in 2 days time. By the time we ...