We got up for brekky and packed our bags to leave the island. The weather had turned rainy and horrible so we were glad to leave the island.. However we were dreading the journey back as we were all feeling very rough!
We endured another 4 hours on the party slash now sleeping bus back to Halong City where we would board a coach back to Hanoi. Upon boarding the coach, fenning informed us that he had left his shorts on the back of the boat. All confused as to why they would be on the back of the bus.. I asked him about it and he advised that he had shat himself in his drunken state in the night before so he had to scrub them on the boat. I was laughing so hard, that I nearly shat myself too.
We arrived back at the hostel in Hanoi where we went for a team nap. We headed out to the local club afterwards where we were loving life once again. The boys were rocking it out on the bar.. Dancing away... Until suddenly the bar (made out of glass) smashed.. And James went through it and cut open his leg.
That was game over. We went back to the hostel where an episode of casualty happened with doctor Daryl cleaned and bandaged the wound. Not such a great end to the night that one.