The train from Hue to Danang passed through spectacular seaside scenery. The carriages wound their way slowly up the mountain pass and then went tobogganing downhill towards the coastal plains. We took a cab to Hoi An from the train station so we wouldn't waste any time.
Wow, what a postcard perfect little town. It was love at first sight - you know, that tingling, all over feeling you get about a person? Well, it's possible to get it about a place! All the buildings are colourfully decorated and lit up like Xmas trees at night. Oriental lanterns hang from tropical vines and narrow alleys lead into pedestrian promenades. The old town has been beautifully preserved and
Hoi An is famous for tailored clothing. An American entrepreneur we met reckons there are at almost 500 shops catering to this industry in Hoi An! I brought my favourite top with me which has been worn threadbare and now own no fewer than 3 new versions of it in different colours. God only knows how I'm going to fit them and the 2 new pairs of trousers they managed to convince me I needed, into my midget-sized backpack!
We cycled to Cua Dai beach this morning. I think I'm starting to enjoy feeling the wind blowing through my hair and freewheeling downhill. Wendy reckons I'll like it so much that I'll start cycling when I return to London! The beach was gorgeous. We chilled out for most of the day and watched the fishermen go out in their bowl-shaped boats. Ate freshly grilled fish and prawns at a laid back beach shack and then cycled back in the late afternoon.
Booked to go on a cooking course tomorrow morning - can't wait!