I've been to Koh Samui before and had a great time, but the reason for the revisit was to see James and Fabby whose wedding I missed. So I was going to hook up with them for a few days and gatecrash their honeymoon. Originally I was going to spend a night in Bangkok before heading down there, but when I flew in from Vietnam I was able to get the next flight down in only so skipped the night in Bangkok. Anyway after checking into a beach hut Bo Phut, I headed do...

After Hoi An and Nha Trang I was quite looking foward on getting back to a city. As I was running a bit short of time I opted to get the early morning bus at 7.30am despite knowing that last night's in places end up with a few beers, it was also Canada day the night before. So needless to say I was in the best travelling state. This wasn't helped when we had an emergency blow out on the motorway that had everyone a little bit on the edge shall we say! Anyway, Ho...

Originally I was quite looking forward to Nha Trang. I'd heard good things about it and when I'd arrived at 6am the beach was already busy with the locals and it looked good. But as I'd just spent 5 days in Hoi An (4 of which I'd cycled to the beach) and it was pretty similar sort of a story. After the first day on the beach I booked Mama Linh's island hopping boat trip. This was good fun, as there's snorkelling, a bit of sightseeing, and the shipmates all form ...

I arrived in Hue after another long bus trip of 12 plus hours and it was sweltering. I took a little walk round the town and bumped into a lad that I'd met in Dali in China so I arranged to meet him and his mate Haskell in the DMZ bar later on that night. The second thing you look up in your lonely planet after accomodation are the lively bars, on occasion you do do this the other way round. So that was my first night out sorted! There didn't appear a great deal...

The coach provider from Hue to Hoi An offered to pick me up from the hotel, bargain me thinks. There's a snag here though, because when the bus turned up I was the last one to get on, and as such got the worst seat, shoved at the back underneath the top bunks with no air con. I say it was the worst seat, that was until the spare driver rocks up and shifts me over so that he can stretch out for a snooze, leaving me in the phoetus position for the duration of the j...