Hoi An, Vietnam
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...