After breakfast and checking out, the girls and I went for a wander into the old town of Hoi An. The tiny streets are filled with low hanging lanterns and the riverside filled with little boats; a very pretty town. We browsed some shops where I bought some pretty bits and pieces and got some lunch by the river; it's a really lovely city and I kind of wish I had a bit more time here to get to know it a bit better. Plus the weather hasn't been too great and I bet it's perfect in the sun. I'm sure I will return.
We walked back and prepared for the long night bus ahead to Nha Trang at 6pm. It was nice that all 8 of us were able to get the bus together. However, the journey was not terrrrrrrible but it was the worst I had done so far! The only way I could think to describe it was like being on the night bus that features in Harry Potter (minus the Jamaican bobble head). The driving was ludicrous - constant beeping and swerving and harsh braking made for a slightly terrifying journey. We stopped for a while so people could get some food and use the toilets and then continued heading south. As the seats were leather I kept sliding down when the bus braked, and I was on a top bunk so occasionally held on for dear life. To top it all off Vietnamese music was then blasted through the speakers making for a very strange experience. We were all silently relieved and very pleased to arrive in Nha Trang bright and early at 6 am. At least we all survived together again!