The bus from Hoi An this morning only took half an hour so I got here by 10am. I had three places to see; the Museum of Cham Sculpture, the Cathedral and Cao Dai Temple. The museum was a little hard to get to as a pedestrian and involved crossing some major roads, but I am a bit of a pro at crossing roads in Vietnam now so it was all in a day's work. It was definitely worth it though and the museum was a lot more interesting than merely going to an old Cham Temp...

On Monday I got the train from Quang Ngai to Danang as planned, and once there, an opportunity to rectify my travel plans landed neatly in my lap. Normally outside train and bus stations there is a mob of moto drivers wanting to take you wherever you wish to you, and as luck would have it the first question I was asked when I came out of the train station was whether I wanted a moto to Hoi An. The driver wanted a very reasonable sum so he drove me the hour to Hoi...

On Friday night I had the worst sleep ever!! Just after I turned the light out to go to sleep I heard the strangest rustling sound so I jumped up to see what it was. As soon as I turned the light on I noticed that something was amiss - the bakery bag with my breakfast for the morning that I had put on the desk had moved about 3 feet to behind the TV! That is when I saw the mouse! For some illogical reason mice really creep me out, and I stood still for ages tryin...

I arrived in Nha Thrang from Dalat around lunchtime and as soon as I found a guesthouse I straight away set about seeing the sights. I immediately was pestered by a moto driver so I hired him for a couple of hours to take me to all the places I wanted to go. My first port of call was the National Oceanographic Museum which had a large selection of displays, although unfortunately most of the information was in Vietnamese which obviously wasn't very helpful, but t...

Tuesday morning I was up early for the bus to Dalat, and it all went without a hitch. In fact, the bus was the nicest bus I have been on in South East Asia with free water and neck pillows. Added to that it was half empty so I wasn't squashed up against another person.The further north we drove, the nicer and more mountainous the scenery, and the more clean and modern the towns. Arriving at Dalat bus station was akin to arriving in one in Britain - it was so mode...