

Hue, Vietnam
Oh. The overnight train from Hue to Ha Noi. How can I describe it to you?
I asked Chi, as I leaned against my birth, how many standards of accommodation are there on the train?
Three, he replied.
So, I guess this is the bottom one?
He fell about laughing. Genuine hysterical, sides-clutching belly laughs.
This is 1st class, he said.
Before collapsing into the bunk (I had the upper one, which was scary for Michael, below) I walked the full length of the ...