Run DMZ
April 28th 2010 Another clunking sleeper train takes us south from Hanoi, about halfway down the country to Hue. An 18-hour beast of a journey. We wake about 5am to see the sun rising out of the window, flat green ricefields, people already up working in them. We rattle into Hue about midday.
Hue is another walled and moated city, but a bit more relaxed than Hanoi (if Hanoi is London, then Hue is York). We cyc
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