Our last day in Hoi An was just a 'pottering around' sort of day. We mooched about town, did some shopping, stopped for coffee, picked up our hand-made clothes (very nice), visited some 'historical' houses, museums, and temples (a bit crap, really!), tried to find sun-tan lotion for under a tenner (almost impossible!), and had lunch in a restaurant run by an American guy as a venture to provide jobs for kids who would otherwise be street-hawkers, very laudable. ...

And lo, Sally-Anne's romantic vision of cycling through the Vietnamese countryside came to pass. We rode along, through little villages, where the cutest children waved and shouted after us; past the paddy-fields, where hard-working farmers, wearing the ubiquitous pointy hats, paused from their back-breaking toil to watch us ride by; and along the earthen embankments between the shrimp farms, where Sal fell off the bike, went A over T into the shrimp pond, result...

Nice 'mooching about' day, today! Got a haircut, ear-clean ( ! ), shave and massage, all for 3 quid, bargain! He misunderstood my request at first, though, and actually soaped up my head, ready to shave 'up-top'! I had to mime 'shave chin, clipper head', otherwise I would have ended up with a 'Kojak'! Then we went to see Mr A Dong, the tailor, to do what every other visitor to Hoi An does, order an item of clothing made-to-measure. Items ready to collect in 24 h...

Up early (again!) for train from Hue to Hoi An, Sal insisted on a taxi from the hotel to the station (227mtrs, according to google maps!) resulting in one very pissed-off cabbie, even though we tipped him handsomely to compensate, never satisfied, some people! Whilst in the waiting room, a Vietnamese lady told me I was 'very handsome' and said Sal was 'beautiful', this is happening a lot, we could get used to it! Everyone at home, take note, we'll expect you to ...