Day 25 Hoi An








 



 A day of rest- well off the bikes. Still managed to do 19400 steps. Morning saw us strolling around Hoi An old town- quaint little streets with a busy thriving market. We searched out a bike shop as Pete wanted to buy a spare chain for crossing over into Cambodia. Turns out the market was the place for this, and yes a stall selling everything bike related and a chain was purchased. Next stop - one of the many tailor shops which Hoi An is renowned for. I opted, after a bit of haggling on a pair of shorts (modelled in the photo) and Pete just wanted a pair of trousers turned up. Deal done we headed to a cafe for a drink- loads of fresh fruit combinations- all related to some part of body and soul and then for a vegan bang mi (french bread sandwich). From a road side seller which came with great reviews on trip advisor- and it certainly lived up to the reviews. Delicious and all for 50p each. Back to the homestay for a nap and then a swim followed by a walk back to the tailors to pick up the shorts and another vegetarian cafe for food.

Enjoying Hoi An - thanks Joel for the recommendation and another box ticked off in my journal- a tailor made item 

Comments

  1. A great commentary and photos that gives a real sense of the country and the people.
    Worthy of Bill Bryson or Eric Newby.

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  2. Didn't you buy a bag with 15%off?! - at least for the boy's sake! 😉👍

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