I made it to Hoi An. The word which best describes it is…..wetter. It has been raining even more here and the surrounding area looks flooded, which is to say the rivers are high and the water in rice paddies seems to be overflowing.
My bus ride from Nha Trang turned out to be 14 hours instead of 12. I didn’t get the sleeper bus which isn’t really a bad thing. I had more room to spread out on the normal bus and wasn’t crammed into a bed type compartment which was designed for someone smaller than myself. I spent yesterday sleeping and walking around Hoi An, because I got about 4 hours sleep on the bus.
Hoi An can best be described as quaint. The main tourist attraction here is the old town, which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. However, it really doesn’t seem like a tourist town in the same way in which Mui Ne and Nha Trang were. I guess beaches attract more people than historic buildings. Go figure….
Playing the “what places does this remind me of” game with myself, the city which most comes to mind when I walked around Hoi An was George Town in Penang, Malaysia.
Hoi An is also very close to My Son, which is a religious complex, and also a World Heritage Site, about an hour from here. I should be visiting there tomorrow. Today will be walking around Hoi An with my camera, hoping to get a few moments of blue sky. (I hate taking photos on overcast days) I hope to be on the road again by Monday for the short trip to Hue (not pronounced like the word used to describe a color).