Before I talk about Nha Trang I have to talk about the bus ride there. We had only paid for seating buses and when a sleeper bus arrived we were delighted. This delight was short lived after we tried three of the beds to find that they were not built for people as tall as Sarah, let alone me. What makes matters worse is the fact that the legs are enclosed and to turn you have to climb out and back in again at the desired angle. It is fair to say that that it was ...

After the sombre city of Hue we arrived in Hoi An around midday after one of the most picturesque bus rides so far. The bus took the coastal road which combined rolling mountains, the greenest fields you will ever see and sea views. After swearing that we would not check into the first hotel, we checked into the first hotel (as it had a swimming pool). We took a slow walk into town and were soon too hot so stopped for lunch. I had a local specialty, noodles, whi...

The bus ride from Hanoi to Hue was probably the worse journey we have undertaken so far. We were picked up in a minivan to collect our tickets and were then put back on the minivan. Everybody in the van had chosen the sitting bus tickets (rather than sleeper bus where you get a bed for more money) as well so Sarah and I were worried that we had a further 13 hours in these cramped conditions. The relief was obvious when we were dropped off at an air conditioned co...

We were picked up early on the 23rd after a hearty breakfast of laughing cow cheese on a fresh baguette and shepherded onto a minibus made for midgets! I had to squeeze in to say the least. When we stopped for the tour to earn comission as we bought stuff from a handicraft fair it is fair to say that I had cramp, but there was no option but to continue (especially as we were in the middle of nowhere). Once we arrived in Halong City (if you can call it that, it's...

Well Hanoi is a city that I will definately remember as it it seems busier than any city (Chinese included), but more relaxed than any other city. After an eight hour bus ride and our second easiest customs (they were more bothered if we had a cough than a bomb) we arrived in Hanoi to be acosted by at least twenty taxi drivers (before we could even get our bags), but Hanoi has taught us to be ready for that. Once we arrived at the guesthouse we had booked we wer...