Published: February 13th 2012February 11th 2012
We arrived at Sunflower early so we couldnt check in yet. We waited in reception with the Aussie couple for an hour or so until they brought us our keys. They told us they have one double room and one twin room. We flipped a coin for the double room... England 1-0 Australia!
We walked up to our room like we had won the Ashes but then the mood turned sour... Fishy sour. The bus journey from hell got worse as I realised my bag had been packed underneath the bus with Hoi An fish market. I emptied the rucksack and put it in the shower, inspected my clothes and found fish juice on all my pants so they had to get showered too. They had more showers than I had.
We walked into Hoi An town not expecting much but it was really nice. No motorbikes or cars were allowed into the old town so it was quiet and a nice change from the rest of Vietnam. They sold suits though, 20shops on every street and 20guys who had uncles who sold suits. We had Pho again for tea (shock horror) and White Rose which is Dumplings in the
shape of a rose with Shrimp.
Next morning we had buffet breakfast, filled our boots then rented some bikes. Rosara forgot how to ride a bike but we couldnt translate stabilizers in Vietnamese. We set off and she thought she was on a BMX and tried grinding the kerb. She got the hang of it and we set off towards China Beach. It took us about 30mins and started raining as we got there so we had a pitstop and played cards. The beach wasnt worth staying at in this weather so we rode back into old town and spent the day peddling around.
Next day was sunny as fook so we had a pool day to topup Rosaras fading tan. Not much to write about today but the Spring Rolls we had at tea were tremendous. The waiter asked Ro if she liked chillis and even though she doesnt, she said yes. So its entirely her fault that her lips nearly melted.
Morning we had planned to get the public bus to Da Nang but it was a scorcher again and didnt fancy sitting on the Hoi An 101 sweating with the locals. In reception we
found an American heading the same direction so we shared his Taxi and drove to Da Nang.
There are more photos below