We woke up early the next day with plans made. The plan was to get our tailored Linen jackets sorted and then have a practice ride out to My Son on our new mean machines. We walked in towards town and stopped off at Randy's bookshop to pick up a map for the journey. We got talking to Randy, who is an American expat who has set up a bookstore in a small street of Hoi An, and found out some good information about routes to take and places to stay. We were on a rela...

Arrived in Hoi An relatively well rested. At some point the demon child had gone to bed and got off the bus during the journey, so the last leg was in blissful silence. Firstly we went and dropped our bags off at the hostel and chilling out for a bit after the long journey. We then wandered into town with Sandra (a German girl we had often bumped into) to have a look round. Hoi An is famous for its number of tailors and before long we were walking down whole stre...