Took the sleeper bus down from Hanoi to Hoi An yesterday. As soon as we boarded what promised to be a 14 hour journey, it began to pour with rain and hasn't stopped since. The journey was quite comfortable with us being able to lie down flat and get a good snooze. Unfortunately the road was really bumpy, but thankfully the "bed" was well padded.
Hoi An is a tailor's town - apart from clothes you can also get shoes and bags made to measure. Funnily enough, I have absolutely no inclination to do so. Must be subconsciously thinking of the additional weight I'd have to carry.
I travelled down with a group of five English people I met on the tour to Ha Long Bay and we are going to meet up with four others tonight.
This afternoon (true to the saying "only mad dogs and Englishmen") we walked around the whole town looking for a swimming pool in a tropical storm. Found one in the end, was really nice (in a five star complex), paid about Fr. 2.- for two hours of private luxury before it began to get cold. The pool attendants couldn't stop laughing at us as it was an outside pool (they asked us three times if we realised it was raining), but hey, we were wet anyway!
I can't get over the beautiful colonial architecture. Feels like you're in a film or something.
