Arriving into Hoi An we realised it was the first city with a beach we'd visited since Indonesia. And with the daily temperatures reaching 40 degrees C it seemed the best place to be. The beach was beautiful - white sand, clear blue sea and a strong offshore breeze that not only cooled us down, but gave Mark the chance to finally fly his kite.
A national kite competition was coincidentally taking place on the beach which gave us the chance to watch teams of 6 - 10 Vietnamese kite flyers controlling giant lobsters, footballs and snakes, and gave the locals a chance to laugh at Mark's plastic bag on a string (unsurprisingly he didn't win the competition)
Meg's indulgence in Hoi An was the purchase of nine decorative Vietnamese silk lanterns to hang in our theoretical future home in the UK. Mark hadn't realised that starting discussions of building a dream home would result in Meg furnishing the place before it even existed!
Anyway, we should add a warning here to Lizzie: on our way to posting her the lanterns for safe-keeping, the Nine became Ten because apparently "you can't have a rainbow of colours and only one white ..." or something similar!? Lizzie - take a car to the Post Office! And thanks.
Our main mode of transport around Hoi An was a bicycle. Meg cycling with Mark sat on the back seemed the best way to stop him sweating and gave Meg some good exercise. But once again we were amazed by the effortless circus feats of the highway performed by the locals as we were overtaken by several schoolkids riding 3 to a bike - 2 pedalling and the third binding them all together!
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