Leaving Hoi An for Hue we felt drained after spending all our time in the tailors and was a little sad to leave as it is a lovely town, but also glad to have no more fittings.  Hope the arms don't fall off when we get them home!

The bus journey to Hue was just a few hours, and along the way we stopped off by a beautiful lagoon.  Unfortunately nearly all our journeys in Vietnam have been at night so we've missed the scenery.

Hue (spoken like a dirty old man grabbing somebody's backside - well, that's how we say it anyway) served as Vietnam's political capital from 1802 to 1945 under the thirteen emperors of the Nguyen Dynasty.  Today it's attractins are it's grand, crumbling Citadel and it's opulent tombs of the Nguyen Emerors.

We arrived and checked into a hotel, but had to move rooms after a while as Rich got bitten by an army of ants and the bed had fleas.  Another itchy night's sleep!

Booking a trip was interesting too, as whilst in the touro ffice a rat as big as a cat ran passed us.  Really, no exaggeration!

The trip took us to the Citadel, a walled city that had mostly been flattened by American bombing, and also home to the Nguyen Emperors.  We also visited the tombs of Emperors Tu Duc, Khai Dinh and Minh Mang, before visiting the Thien Mu Pagoda, the buddhist monastery where Thich Quang Duc was a monk before famously, publicly burning himself to death in 1963 to protest the policies of President Ngo Dinh Diem (remember the cover of the Rage Against the Machine album?).

At Minh Mang's tomb our (impatient) guide offered us some 'Minh Mang Tang', the Vietnamese herbal version of viagra, apparently used by the Emperor so he could have sex with many concubines a night.  Of course we declined, we're in our prime after all!

Finally we sailed down the Perfume River in a dragon boat back to the city, before taking a night bus to Hanoi, our final stop in Vietnam.