
Hoi An is an old city - relatively untouched by the war. It has some great architecture and pagodas and a lovely river running through it. We only took one trip: My Son was built somewhere between 1200 and 1500 AD by the Cham dynasty. It was a foretaste for Angkor Wat - in ruins now - bombed to hell, but still very visible.

We had a our first Vietnam beach experience here - rather stressful on the first day, but got easier. The trouble is that you sit down with a beer, your MP3 player and your book and start to relax when a small boy interupts you asking if you want to buy some post cards, then a lady comes along pulling at your toes asking if you want a massage, then a girl comes with cigarettes... it never ends. Tough life eh???

We got talking to a train worker the other day and he earnt $30 a month (about 17 pounds). He nearly fell over when we said we both earnt $3000 each. We are extremely rich here and it is clear to see why the Vietnamese view us as a walking bank.
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