Hoi An

Hoi An

The next day we were up early to catch the bus to Hoi An. The guys on reception at Valentine where excellent and made sure all was in hand even walking with us to the main road to make sure we got the correct bus. The bus was pretty cool as it was an overnight bus (lots of litter though from previous guests) but as it was only 4 hours to Hoi An it was good none-the-less. I managed to watch a movie whilst Aida read (me having leant on my Kindle the previous night and breaking it!!). On arriving in Hoi An at about midday the fun started straight away as taxi drivers and motor bikes argued over who saw us first. We were due to stay at Loc Phat Homestay which we were told was way out of the city. After watching a small scuffle we decided that the taxi was the safest option and 5 mins later we were at the rather impressive accommodation for just one night. As time was short here, we decided to head straight to the beach at Cua Dai. Hiring a bike cost a whopping $1 a day and the journey was allegedly 6km away. The road was basically a straight line so no way of getting lost. Lying on the beach is not my idea of fun, but Aida lapped up the suns rays and it seemed like all the locals headed out as the sun was going in to eat on the beach. Not the greatest beach in the world but definitely worth a visit as some of the views on the way are worth the trip alone. After cleaning up we walked into the town for something to eat sensibly leaving the bikes back at the home stay. We were both pleasantly surprised at the town/city of Hoi An. It had all the small streets leading there which in some ways didn’t prepare us for the mix of Venice / Ibiza which we stumbled on.

As we don’t really plan too much in advance, especially looking at photos we had expected something rather subdued but the canal side restaurants were beautiful and $1 mojitos made the night even better. On the other side was the booming music of many all night pubs and clubs. Young travellers appeared from everywhere to head out and party into the night. As our partying days are long gone, we headed to the Backpackers Bar, played some pool (I won 3-0) and table football (I won 7-0) and headed home at about 1am, Aida screaming at the sight of many rats the size of cats.

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