Leaving (on a jet plane)It was wintertime in Hanoi.
It was cold – Ok, still 13 C, but feels freezing compared to the rest of the year.
It was damp – a kind of dust rain hangs in the air on most days.
It was empty – everyone goes back to their home village for New Year.
It was time to get out.
Having missed the cheap flights abroad, we decided to stay in Vietnam and go to Hoi An. Once the most important port in South East Asia, Hoi An is now preserved as a World Heritage Site. Most importantly, it was 10 degrees warmer than Hanoi.
Our hotel gave us a bungalow at the riverside, free breakfast, free wifi and was just a 5 minute walk from the centre. And that was the problem. After a day of walking, I missed having a motorbike. Fortunately, they were easy to hire. So off we whizzed to the beach, to Danang, to Tam Ky and around town. Joanne even took her tentative first go at driving. I was very pleased when, after only her second lesson, she drove me as a passenger for about 5 km!
All too soon, our week in Hoi An was over. And it was back to the winter in Hanoi.
See Hoi An here…
