
Tp. Hội An, Vietnam
Another hearty breakfast and stick again to the fruit but never refuse a danish. Arrange to meet Emma at the beach but I need to look into flights and get notes up to date. Set off on the bike wobbling away. Realise the front tire is flat. I slowly drive back and the friendly owner calls her mechanic husband. I meet Emma at the beach just in time for lunch. I go for a grilled pork dish whilst Emma goes for her usual Papaya salad. If I was more into seafood ...