Tueday 6th October to Friday 9th October 2009 Because we are apparently masochists and full of destructive self-loathing, me and Coop decided to punish ourselves for our three days of boaty bliss in Halong Bay by setting ourselves to climbing Vietnam's (and, we later discovered, Indochina's) highest mountain, Fansipan. Having arrived back in Hanoi on Tuesday afternoon, me still grey-faced and whimpering with the mother of all hangovers, now exotically spiced with a bubbling cold, we decided to treat ourselves to a massage and some hair of the dog before catching our night train to Lao Cai o
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