Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sisophon (Cambodia) to Bangkok (Thailand)

Day 242: Sisophon to Watthana Nakhon

Early start today but not as early as planned because Kate had an interrupted sleep overnight with the noisiest air-con in the whole wide world and only found out in the morning it was actually the bathroom fan which could have been easily turned off with a flick of a switch... Duh. Breakfast of omelet and toast at the hotel restaurant and on the road for 9.00am, reaching the Cambodia/Thai border at Poipet at midday. The overland border visa was quite easy once we finally found out which building issued them. Kate asked a western girl for help but was rebuffed in an incredibly rude manner. A fifteen day overland visa is free for UK nationals, giving us to the 15th December to exit the country but our flight is booked for the 10th anyway. We only had cycle 5km to the nearest town to find the most treasured shop ever; the SEVEN ELEVEN!!!! These shops sell everything we could possibly dream of and Kate has missed them desperately since leaving Thailand last June – We grab a drink and a yoghurt before carrying on to our final destination of Watthana Nakhon. Returning to cycling on the left hand side of the road after nearly five months of right hand drive comes with a few hiccups but no major accidents or near misses to report. The Thais (as usual) are friendly, but this is a major tourist route and it shows – no outward signs of shouting from houses.

Kilometers: 79

Total Kilometers: 7823


Day 243: Watthana Nakhon to Bangkok

Today's plan is to ride through to Pratchatakham where we will then get the train through to Bangkok from there then ride the rest of the way to Khao San Road. This plan gives an extra day in Bangkok and also means we don't have to hang around Pratchatakham tomorrow waiting for the train. The day starts with a hunt for a ATM that will let us withdraw money, we seem to remember having trouble with ATM's the last time we were in Thailand and can't for the life of us remember the name of the yellow bank that was the most reliable for international cards. We get down to our last 200baht ($6) before we spot the one that loves us. Today is scorching hot again and we take several drink breaks along the way but foolishly we do not stop for any food, thinking that we will get some before boarding the train. However, when we reach the train station in Pratchatakham we don't have time to get any before the train comes. It's been 7hrs and 105km since we ate a raisin bun and a yoghurt each. The train journey is long and slow and towards the end we are so very very hungry that we reckon others can hear the rumble of our stomachs over the noise of the train. We reach Bangkok at 9.00pm, it's dark and we're ravenous. Kate bets that she can get us to Kao San Road without looking at the map and fails miserably. We finally get to our destination after at 9.30pm and head straight to the local Subway sandwich shop. Two foot long BMT's have never been eaten so fast. Bangkok appears far busier then when we were here last and pretty soon we found that most guest houses are full. It's the King's birthday on Saturday which is why it's packed. An eleven day celebration has begun, with fireworks lighting up the sky at night.







We start to panic a little bit – we're getting strange looks of westerners as we peddle round the back streets looking for accommodation. We're stressed, tired, badly in need of a shower and end up returning to the place we stayed at last time. To our amazement the old lady remembers us and that was enough to secure the room for the night.

Kilometers: 114

Total Kilometers: 7937


Day 244 - 250: Bangkok (rest day)

We find out that Tyrant Bill is heading towards Bangkok and will be here on Friday. We arrange to meet at the soup stand at 6pm. Seth has been following our footsteps since north Vietnam and will get here on Saturday. We spend the first morning looking for alternative accommodation and don't find any to suit our needs so we decide to stay put on Soi Rambhuttri. On Friday, Kate is ushered towards a bearded man using the internet by the old lady in the reception. Kate does not recognise the hairy man in question and refuses to follow her. It takes Kate a full two minutes to realise the bushy fella is no other that Tyrant Bill and it's a joyous occasion to be reunited with one of our cycling buddies after we parted ways in June. Seth arrives as planned on Saturday and we all head out for dinner and drinks, which turns into a mammoth beer fest and doesn't end well for both of us or our bedroom floor.





Sunday is spent recovering and Monday is spent in Lumphini Park.



Sadly, Tyrant Bill leaves us on Tuesday, heading via train for northern Thailand and China (he sent his bike to New Zealand in August) and Seth makes plans to travel to Laos tomorrow before returning to Chengdu. On Wednesday, with bicycles packed into their boxes and surplus clothes thrown away, we wait for the taxi to arrive to take us to the airport. We bid farewell to Seth, with promises made that he will visit us in the UK in 2010.

Our trip ends today, 9th December 2009, with 7937 km cycled through eight countries in as many months. It's a day of mixed feelings for us; excitement that we will see our family and friends again after such a long time apart, but extreme sadness that our cycling tour has come to an end. We have had such an amazing time, visited beautiful countries – some of which have such sad histories that it's hard to fathom the kindness and optimism of the local population. We've seen the best and worse of human nature, including our own. We are indebted to the people that have helped us along the way, from the moped drivers that personally took the time to show us guesthouses to those that refused to take payment for food, despite their own financial hardships. We end the trip with increased self confidence, humility and the feeling of amazing accomplishment. Cycle touring is an incredible people to people experience and comes highly recommended by the both of us. To those of you who have given us encouragement and support along the way, we thank you, and hope that our journey inspires you to get out there, meet some of the most amazing people in the world and see some inspirational scenery. To those of you in the UK and over 18 years of age, we can't wait to see you on the 8th January 2010 for the “coming home” celebrations.

Lots of love and best wishes, Kate and Lee Lee xxxxxxx

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Moc Bai (Vietnam) to Sisophon (Cambodia)

Day 227: Moc Bai to Svay Rieng

Stopping for breakfast just before the border we are approached by a tout flogging Cambodian Reil and we changed $30. We are aware that the dollar is accepted by most places but you can't be too careful and decide that it would be sensible to have a pocketful of local currency just in case. Heading on a further kilometer we get to the border crossing and even though it is straight forward enough it takes ages to get the visa and go through the right channels. When we finally get through it is 11:00am and we decide that we will go the shorter distance to Svay Rieng rather than the 110km that we considered we could reach earlier in the day.
Two things were obvious after the border crossing. Firstly, the Cambodians are just as friendly (if not more) as the Vietnamese and secondly, they don't use their horns as much which is a relief – it is a blissful break for the left eardrum. We have friendly banter with the locals all along Highway 1, which incidentally is the bumpiest highway we have had the displeasure to cycle on, Kate's boobs quickly feel discomfort, she later likened the unpleasant sensation to spending a day on a jackhammer. We reach Svay Rieng early-ish which gives Kate a chance for a snooze whilst I watch some football. The hotel has a restaurant attached to it so we dine there, the food was reasonable and they had an English menu so we ordered some noodles with fried veg, fried beef and fried broccoli.



Kilometers: 57

Total Kilometers: 7074


Day 228: Svay Rieng to Neak Leung

I'm not really liking Cambodia that much today – the roads are bloody awful and my boobs are tender; a word of advice to any females wishing to cycle Cambodia's roads, I'm not big in the bust department and even I would strongly suggest investing in some proper sports bra's. Breakfast was disappointing – noodle soup with pork was all that we managed to track down. We've been spoiled in the tourist places in Vietnam and it's difficult for me to return to the local fodder, let alone get used to a whole new menu in Cambodia. We are only 3 weeks away from returning to the UK and the thought of returning to my mom's roast dinner and Lee Lee's spaghetti bolognaise is messing with my mind! The day was very hot and boring – not much to see by way of scenery and the road to Neak Leung was practically straight which got very frustrating after a while – we never felt like we were getting anywhere. The first 20km were awful, the second went very very quickly as we decided to up a gear, and the third and final 20km couldn't end quick enough – we spotted a hotel on the east bank of the Mekong but decided to get the ferry over to the west side thinking there would be hotels there aswell but sod's law, there weren't – just one guesthouse whose proprietor was very confused about his prices – at first the air-con room was $10 but swiftly went up to $15 and he wouldn't lower it. We refused to pay that amount – our hotel last night only cost $10 with air-con and instead opted for the fan room at $7 which was still a little over the odds. Dinner didn't go that well either – rice with fatty pork and chicken which had very little meat. Lee had rice with liver (eugh).

Kilometers: 67

Total Kilometers: 7141


Day 229: Neak Leung to Phnom Penh

Today was better – we found a restaurant that served rice and BBQ pork for breakfast and the roads vastly improved as we neared Phnom Penh although they were still bits that were pretty bad. The better part of our journey into Cambodia's capital city followed the Mekong River which is always great to see, and there were some fabulous temples dotting the landscape.



As we came within 10km of Phnom Phen the traffic became extremely heavy and there were some close encounters with motorised vehicles but all in all, the ride in was not too bad. The city was quite easy to navigate – the streets are on a grid system and we made our way to our hostel of choice, Capitol Guesthouse, where we bagged an air-con room with bathroom for $10. Following a much needed shower we head off to the Garden Centre Cafe because it's well known for it's hearty portions of home cooked food. Lee Lee and I choose the biggest meal on the menu for $8 each; what comes is a massive cheeseburger with a plate of bacon, eggs, sausage, broccoli, a side salad and a massive bottle of Angkor beer. Walking the 3km back to the hostel, I feel sick. On our arrival at our hostel, we spot a fella wearing a cycling t-shirt and he confirms that he (Ian) and his girlfriend (Anita) are cycling Cambodia and Vietnam and we are the first cyclists he's met since the beginning of their trip. We meet up later to swap stories and survival tips before the world shuts down around us – Phnom Penh is the city that always sleeps past 9pm!

Kilometres: 62

Total Kilometers: 7203


Day 230: Phnom Penh (rest day)

Day of rest, which means we have a long lie in – this was interrupted by a bloke playing his radio at 6:30am. It turns out that there are camp beds outside our room (226) on which young Cambodians seem to sleep overnight. Downstairs has a restaurant/cafe in which we have our lunch before heading down to the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum, better known as 'Section 21Prison' which is a former high school that Pol Pot turned into a detention centre for 17,000of the 2 million people he had executed.





The museum is very well laid out and serves as a testament to the horrific crimes carried out there. We spend a few hours here before heading back to the hostel and down to the riverside area for some dinner which is very busy and full of touts; everyone wants a bit of your money. We settle at a nice Mexican restaurant and return to our hostel before 9pm when all the lights go out.



Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 7203


Day 231: Phnom Penh

Today we visit Choeung Ek, where Pol Pot's Khmer Rouge took those held at the Section 21 Prison to be executed. Some of you may have seen the film “The Killing Fields”, where Dith Pran struggles to survive the brutal regime, the scarred landscape and has to wade through the remains of his fellow men; this is the resting place of over 17,000 people.





The skulls, bones and clothing that have been recovered to date are housed on 17 levels in a huge “stupa” and the site, although recently (and controversially) privatised by a Japanese company, looks like it has been left pretty much as it was after excavation (according to the photos). It's a very upsetting, yet peaceful place and we spend a while walking along the dirt paths between the mass graves. Pol Pot died in 1998 and his body was cremated on a pyre of burning tyres. Four high-ranking members of the Khmer Rouge regime are currently being tried for crimes against humanity and genocide in an international court. They are being held in a prison in central Phnom Penh and no doubt being treated far more humanly than they deserve.

Kilometers: 26

Total Kilometers: 7229


Day 232: Phnom Penh to Skun

On the way out of Phnom Penh we stop at the equivalent of Subway sandwich's and buy four 6 inch sandwich's to eat later because we figure that where we are going to stay tonight will probably only have noodle soup for din dins. It turns out to be an okay ride; the roads are a lot smoother then pre Phnom Penh, although we are riding into a headwind which slows us down slightly.



Skun turns out to be a better place then first thought and after settling in to the guesthouse and having a cold shower (not by choice!) we venture out to the town only to find darkness. The town appears to shut down early; 6pm to be precise. We buy some crisps and a coke from a shop opposite and then go back to the room for our Subway-esq sandwiches. Later, I find the Liverpool match on TV and apart from the result all is well.

Kilometers: 82

Total Kilometers: 7311

Day 233: Skun to Kompong Thom

Having breakfast at the guesthouse this morning and we see some fellow cyclists across the street we go over to say hello and swap stories – they are from Holland and have only 4 weeks of cycling in Cambodia. We leave them to carry on and we finish breakfast before moving on. The headwind has not ceased and actually seems stronger then yesterday. It makes for a difficult ride but we press on to our destination and still make it in 5 hours of saddle time.



On one of our stops, Kate notices an unbelievably massive spider hanging from a tree just inches from our bikes. In all fairness to Kate there was no loud screams just a big EEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH and a lengthy whole-body shudder!
Using the Lonely Planet recommendation we find a guesthouse in Kompong Thom and salivate about eating pasta from a nearby Finnish run restaurant only to be told that it has closed. Gutted. Whilst Kate is sorting out the room I bump into four Dutch cyclists who are staying in the hotel next door. We chat for a while and it turns out that they are cycling 50km in the same way we are going tomorrow so we invite ourselves along to join them. They are happy for us to do so and we agree to meet at 7am for breakfast. Yes, Kate has to be up at 7am!

Kilometers: 93

Total Kilometers: 7404


Day 234: Kompong Thom to Stoung

We are surprisingly alert this am and meet for breakfast at 7.00am as planned. The staff are very attentive, with about five waiters waiting on our table. Omlettes and baguettes were served and after finding out that we are in the best of hands today as it turns out that three of our new friends are in the medical field (a surgeon, a cardiologist and a family health doctor to be precise!) we head off to the garage to pick up our bikes – all safe and sound. Along with the Dutch team we head out to the town of Stoung with no problems; the road is smooth and the people as friendly as ever.



At 12.00pm and the 50km mark we reach our destination of Stoung and book into a $5 fan room. Having the whole afternoon off is quite a change for us and we feel a little redundant - we all decide to meet for lunch at 1.30pm and afterward Lee, Herman, Eileen and Marius head off to the local hospital to have a look around whilst Honey and I discuss her and Marius' completion of their brobdingnagian (!) 2005 cycle journey.

Kilometers: 50

Total Kilometers: 7454


Day 235: Stoung to Siam Reap

Today Lee Lee and I rise at 5.30am. OMG! This is in preparation for the 100km+ ride into Siam Reap, and the home of the Angkor Empires' most astounding archeological site, the Angkor Temple complex. The cycle ride is quite long and Kate's bottom suffers the brunt of it but we make it into the city for 3.00pm. Cycling with the Double Dutch; Hanna, Marius, Aileen and Herman is great fun and a welcome change from rushing to beat the sun before it sets for the day.



Hanna and Marius are inspiring, accomplished cyclists and Aileen and Herman are enjoying their first cycle tour. We stop for breaks every 30km and take our first proper lunch break since Malaysia. Accommodation in Siam Reap was scarce on our arrival; there is a cycle expedition of Angkor Wat starting on 04.12.09 and quite a few hotels are fully booked, but comfortable digs are found at Seven Inn, on the east side of the river.

Kilometers: 102

Total Kilometers: 7556


Day 236: Siam Reap (rest day)

Today the Double Dutch leave the Seven Inn for more salubrious lodgings with a swimming pool and I'm insanely jealous! We spend the day drinking beer, reading and relaxing before meeting them for drinks and dinner in the evening – we thoroughly enjoy hearing their tales of cycle travel and we're absolutely hooked on their 2005 escapade (no further details available at this time as although Lee Lee and I have decided to follow in their revolutions in the near future, we need to sort out the practical ramifications of such a venture).

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 7556


Day 237: Siam Reap - Angkor Temple Complex, Day 1

Today we meet the Double Dutch at 7.30am and head off to the Angkor Temple Complex for the first of our three days at what is quite possibly known as the most awe inspiring archeological site in the world. Marius, Hanna, Herman and Aileen visited these temples yesterday and they deliver us to the ticket office before we part company. Lee Lee and I cycle 45km today around the site, visiting just about all of the smaller temples and although we have to cycle past Bayon and Angkor Wat on the way out, we keep our helmets low and our eyes glued to the road and see nothing.









Again we meet the Double Dutch for dinner later and say our sad goodbyes to Marius and Hanna – they return to Holland tomorrow.

Kilometers: 45

Total Kilometers: 7601


Day 238: Siam Reap – Angkor Temple Complex, Day 2

Today Lee Lee and I visit the larger temples, bar Bayon and Angkor Wat. We cycle to Banteay Kdei, Ta Promh and Angkor Thom and spend the majority of the day with open mouths, unable to comprehend the time, effort and creativity that it took to build such amazing buildings.











Kilometers: 32

Total Kilometers: 7633


Day 239: Siam Reap (rest day)

Today was reserved for our third and final day at the complex but Kate has developed a major rash on her derriere which threatens to turn into a full blown blister. She reports that it is painful to sit for long periods of time so we decide to put off our visit to Angkor Wat and Bayon until tomorrow and she spends most of the day sitting or lying uncomfortably on one side. I make the decision to dress the offensive area (!) which helps, but Kate is worried that it will eventually turn into a pressure sore if she's not careful so we decide to hire a tuk tuk driver for tomorrow's third and final trip to view Bayon and Angkor Wat to give her “area” time to settle before our final four day journey to Bangkok, Thailand.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 7633


Day 240: Siem Reap – Angkor Temple Complex, Day 3

It's not often I'm lost for words, and today I was verbally challenged twice. Firstly by Kate, who actually got up this morning at 6.00am, despite it being her 33rd birthday, and secondly by Angkor Wat, which is truly magnificent. We didn't cycle as Kate's bottom has developed a small rash which continues to threaten to morph into a big blister so I dress it (such a good nurse!) and order a remorque-moto to take us round. Not much more to say really, words can't really do the temples justice so here are the pictures...











Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 7633


Day 241: Siem Reap to Sisophon

We decided last night that cycling in the early morning is far more preferable than starting in the midday heat and therefore set our alarm for 6.00am this morning. We did snooze for a little while but finally roused at 6.30am and got breakfast before setting off to Sisophon, which by our calculations is 105km away . Sven, the Danish manager of the guest house assured us that the road to the Thai border is brand spanking new and very smooth. It doesn't take long to find out for ourselves; the road is a dream to ride on and we make good progress, cycling 111km in 4hrs 50mins, arriving in Sisophon at 2pm. We find a hotel relatively early; it's a little expensive, but we settle in as it has hot water and air con. Off for dinner after the best shower in the world and and early night for Kate and Lee Lee as we decide to head off early again tomorrow morning to cross the border into Thailand...

Kilometers: 111

Total Kilometers: 7744

Friday, November 27, 2009

Quy Nhon to Moc Bai (via Saigon, HCMC)

Day 196: Quy Nhon (rest day)

RAIN. We awaken to the sound of it again this am and decide that as Kate's knee is still hurting we'll stop another day. Kate, sleeping again till 1pm, is a happy bunny. We take a taxi to the Kiwi cafe again for brunch and hope the weather will brighten up this afternoon. In the end, it did a little so we take a walk back to the hotel whilst there is a little light left and settle down to watch the footie.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6203


Day 197: Qui Nhon to Tuy Hoa

07:30 hours and no rain! We have another sneaky hour in bed then head for breakfast at the Kiwi cafe before heading off to Tuy Hoa. The dark clouds in the distance threatened to rain on and off all day but none actually came our way so we managed a healthy 102 km following ascents and descents that were testing but not really a problem. The scenery today was awesome; we cycled down the coast road and had views of the bays with their white sandy beaches.



Kilometers: 103

Total Kilometers: 6306


Day 198: Tuy Hoa to Van Gia

Today our map tells of trouble ahead – another mountain range named the Dai Lanh pass. There's no indication of how long or high it is so we just go for it. Unfortunately as we cycle towards it, the wind picks up and after a couple of kilometers, it's turned to a horrible head wind and takes our speed down to 8km an hour. We battle on for about an hour, and with the pass still to come, I'm in a foul mood. We can barely make progress on a flat road with this wind against us and as the pass begins, it's the ascent from hell. I'm not a happy bunny and I again apologise unreservedly to Lee Lee for my shouting and bawling; he quite rightly refuses to speak to me until I've calmed down. Thankfully, the wind does die down about a kilometre into the pass and it couldn't come soon enough – the ascent is steep in places and as my bike is still unable to function in first gear, it's a bugger to get up. The road winds round and round and just as we think it's the end, we turn another corner to see another ascent.





We finally reach the top after half an hour of hard cycling and the views are incredible – the South China Sea in all it's glory; tiny islands in the distance, turquoise sea lapping against pure white shores. I want to jump in. The descent is not all downhill, quite a few small ascents before we're at the end and cycle into a little fishing village where we take a well earned rest. We decide to stop for the night at Van Gia instead of going for Ninh Hoa – we're pretty knackered, and find a bed for the night on the far outskirts of the town and a “com bin danh” (people's) meal for dinner – a low key affair comprising of a plate of rice with a selection of meats, eggs and vegetables for a bargain 15,000VND ($1) per plate.

Kilometers: 68

Total Kilometers: 6374



Day 199: Van Gia to Nha Trang

We are of the opinion that it's a leisurely 50 km to Nha Trang today, but it turns out to be a little longer than expected after a wrong turn (sorry Lee Lee). Today is extremely hot and we're hoping desperately that the sun will stick around in Nha Trang so we can have some well earned time on the beach. Digs found at The Backpacker's Hotel (highly recommended)– we were completely seduced by the $20 per night suite – bedroom, en suite bathroom, and living room with cable TV and wifi.



Absolute class, and a place where we will stay for the next seven nights to give our knees a rest, apply for our visa extension and do some tanning!

Kilometers: 71

Total Kilometers: 6445


Days 200 to 214: Nha Trang

Ooh, it's lovely here! The beach is fabulous and we rent sun-loungers for 50,000VND for the whole day. The surf is quite rough though and although I manage to brave it on the first couple of days, it turns out that I don't do a lot of swimming. Unfortunately, I forget to take my sunglasses off and I wind up with a tanned face with big panda white eyes and a great big X on my face. Oops!





Nha Trang is heavily touristy, with a wide choice of restaurants to eat at from Italian to the Full English Breakfast. On the second day, we find a Spanish place that offers an “all you can eat” BBQ – hahahaha – they didn't bank on cyclists coming through here and as you all know by now, we get ravenous on our rest days. The waitresses are astounded that we can eat so much and we return here for dinner every other night.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6445


Day 215: Nha Trang to Phan Rang

Having been in Nha Trang for 14 days with its fine beach, good food and a never ending supply of chocolate, we understandably have difficulties in making the decision to leave. This is compounded by the fact that for the last two days it has been raining heavily and there is a very strong wind which is proving persistent. Today is no exception, although I must concede that there are more breaks in the clouds today and at times, it looks like clearing up. We must leave today, there's no doubt about it, but the million dollar question remains – will it be by bike or by bus? We head off for breakfast and it starts to rain, and at this point the bus is looking like the most likely option. We check the prices; 180,000VND ($9) per person plus 80,000VND ($4) for each bicycle. It's incredibly annoying to learn that it would cost us all of sixteen quid to get to HCMC by air-con bus, whereas on the bikes it would take 6 days of hard cycling to get us there. And on contemplating this, the decision is finally made. We are cyclists. We will not be seduced by the filthy, polluting bus which, undoubtedly, we will later regret having taken. So we finally leave at 10am only to find 3km later, the road to Highway 1A cannot be accessed due flooding.



Is someone trying to tell us something? Did the bus company flood the road? Indignantly, Lee and I flounce off back the way we came and figure out another route. This road will take us along the coast which we really wanted to avoid due to the strong winds but in hindsight, it turns out to be the better option – the views are great, and apart from my two minute tantrum aimed at the rain and swirly wind, it was definitely the right choice. After 10km, the rain has stopped and the wind has morphed into a wicked tailwind. We find that we are cycling at speeds of up to 35km per hour on a flat road. Check out the fabulous double rainbow we clocked on the way:



We cycle 107km in 5 hours, find a hotel and restaurant and congratulate ourselves on resisting the evils of bus travel and not having taken the easy way out.

Kilometers: 107

Total Kilometers: 6552


Day 216: Phan Rang to Cho Lau

It's another blustery day and we look forward to a fast day's cycle ride. We're not disappointed. For the first 45km, the tailwind is as strong as yesterdays and we find that we're cycling about 30km before we need to stop for a break. However, as we start to leave the south central coast area, the clouds dissipate and the wind begins to change direction and for the last 20km or so, the wind simply cannot make up it's mind which way it wants to blow. Added to this, Lee Lee begins to suffer from heatstroke and although we tried to locate accommodation in Phan Ri, we eventually had to cycle another 10km to Cho Lau to bag a room. We had our first bone fida Vietnamese meal for dinner – Bo Luc Lac, beef sauteed with onions and tomatoes served with a french baguette.

Kilometers: 97

Total Kilometers:6649


Day 217: Cho Lau to Mui Ne

Only a relatively short distance today, we have decided to stop at Mui Ne instead of Phan Thiet as it will be our rest day and Mui Ne has a beach and plenty of accommodation. The other bonus of Mui Ne will be Western menus – and possibly a bag full of chocolate for Kate. After stopping for some brunch we come across a restaurant with a few Western cyclists hanging around, we stop for a chat and it turns out that they are part of a cycle tour (2 week holiday) traveling from Hanoi to Saigon via plane and bike.



The tour consists of around 10-15 people and they have a support crew, a tour guide and they have accommodation booked in advance (4 star hotels). This seems like a cool way to spend a two week holiday, something we might look into in the future – I dare say not good for budget travel though. Saying our goodbyes we are assured that we will be passed by them before we reach Mui Ne as they do not have the luggage to carry that we have, however it was only the last 5km that the majority of the group catch up to us and they then stop at their truck to wait for the others and go to the hotel. We carry on in the rain to try and find a guesthouse for two nights. Accommodation secured and western food found we retire to bed looking forward to a long sleep in tomorrow – and hopefully nice weather for the beach.

Kilometers: 67

Total Kilometers: 6716


Day 218: Mui Ne (rest day)

We wake to a glorious day – sun shining, all the puddles have either gone or are evaporating quickly and we take a walk down the street to find breakfast/lunch. We end up eating at the restaurant we had dinner at last night, but not before I have to return to the hotel to change my pants for shorts cos it's so hot here. We decide to head to the beach after brunch and it's a wonderful sight, fine white sand although the water's still a little murky. There are tens of “kitesurfers” here, all decked out with colourful kites which whip them across the water like skiers. Some of them are even doing 360 degree turns in the air when a good wind catches their kite. It looks wicked! Our lovely day however, turns to a miserable one when we return to the hotel to find that someone has ripped off the wire to the cycle computer that was on Lee Lee's bike. We find part of it on the front lawn of the hotel but the staff aren't helping. They argue that it was not on the bike to begin with, that we lost it ourselves and that we are liars. The son of the hotel owner is particularly vicious and starts swearing. I'm firmly of the opinion that when they moved the bikes in the morning they accidentally trapped one of the wires and pulled it off, panicked, and then tried to get rid of all of it, untwisting the wire from the brake cable, cutting the cable tie that held the monitor in place and disposing of it. I can't see anyone wanting to steal a wire. However, no-one is admitting to it and there's nothing we can do about it. We will have to get a replacement in Ho Chi Minh City.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6716


Day 219: Mui Ne to Gia Ray

Another blistering day as we ride out to Gia Ray. We find a “com binh dan” about 10km out of town and stock up on much needed carbs and water for the long ride ahead. The day is going pretty smoothly until two leery teenagers on a motorbike start messing around, speeding in front, cutting us up and forcing us onto the verge before slowing down and starting the whole thing over again. Lee and I decide to stop and wait for them to tire of bugging us out They eventually leave but they're quite persistent, returning every couple of kilometers. This goes on for about 20 mins until I lose my patience and start shouting at them to leave us alone. As they pull off, the pimply, pock-marked one on the back reaches out and grabs my breast. Gross. I'm well miffed off now, and Lee Lee is absolutely furious. It looks like these guys got this, as they rode off and didn't return. Quite a horrible experience really. It was obvious that they were bothering us but no-one came to our aid. For those budding cycle tourers out there, we would advise that in such a situation, you must stop until they leave, try your best to get a description and their license plate number, or a photo of them and report the incident to the police as soon as possible.

Kilometers: 102

Total Kilometers: 6818


Day 220: Gia Ray to Bien Hoa

After yesterday's horrible event, we're understandably not that friendly to male motor drivers today. The road is also getting very busy – we're under 100km away from Ho Chi Minh City now and the traffic is extremely heavy, the roads dusty and the noise is incessant. Nearing the end of the day we take a wrong turn and instead of heading into the city of Bien Hoa, we find ourselves on the road straight to HCMC. It's only after we cross a set of railway lines that Kate notices this and we decide to turn back and stick to our plan of staying in Bien Hoa tonight and cycling the remaining 30km into HCMC tomorrow. Digs found after a mammoth 1hr search for accommodation – there's not much up for grabs in this city and we end up at a Nha Nghi (guesthouse) on the far (west) side of town. It's a friendly little place run by a small family and they are very accommodating, pointing out where we can eat and other incidentals. We shower and head out for grub, just across the street, where we devour fried squid and beef with veg, accompanied by rice (what else?!). We retire to the room to watch a film but a power cut kicks in and we venture downstairs, basking in the light of a lantern with the family, getting hotter and hotter by the second. The power cut lasts two hours and it's a relief to have the air-con and fan back on.

Kilometers: 80

Total Kilometers: 6898


Day 221: Bien Hoa to Ho Chi Minh City

Early rain petered out and we head off in search of Saigon (HCMC) – armed with directions from Google maps we are confident of getting there in one piece. It was not long however that the roads and the directions fail to match up and we have to rely on Kate's directional expertise. When we get on to the trusty 1A highway heading into HCMC we stop for breakfast which hopefully will be the last rice we eat for a couple of days. Traffic into HCMC is not all that bad, cycling at mid day allows for quieter streets due to the Vietnamese habit of sleeping at this time. Reaching District 1 at around 1.30pm, we head to a hostel recommended to us in Nha Trang, however this hostel turns out to be expensive and we book into one opposite for $14 a night incl breakfast.

We have a full English brekkie for lunch at a local restaurant, horrified by the price of their beer which is three times more expensive then elsewhere. HCMC has a supermarket up the road so we can enjoy fruit and yoghurt again – we cannot find yoghurt anywhere when on the road.

Kilometers: 42

Total Kilometers: 6940


Day 222: HCMC (rest day)

Today is a mission to get our bikes fixed up for their final 1000km, allegedly there is a Giant bike shop in District 7 of HCMC. We borrow a map from the hostel and after breakfast set out to find it. Again, thanks to Kate's directional weirdness we get there very easily: it's only 6km away in a modern part of HCMC. To our delight the shop looks very well stocked and has all that we need – so we purchase oil, a puncture repair kit and a new bike computer to replace the damaged ('the incident') old one. Also, two tyres and new inner-tubes are fitted to the rear of our bikes all for a reasonable price for a big city. When we get back to the hostel area we decide to book a tour to see the Cu Chi tunnels on Friday the 13th....................................

On a more negative note Kate has started with a cold and is feeling rough.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6940


Day 223: HCMC

Kate took some sleeping tablets last night and her body refuses to wake up until 13:00 hrs today. She still feels rotten though and she drags herself out of the hostel and we head to the War Remnants Museum. The museum is very good value for money but has some horrific images and stories highlighting the brutality of war – seeing this museum and the one at My Son village helps us appreciate what the Vietnamese people have been through; they seem to a forgiving nation, embracing tourists in the way they do.





Feeling subdued after the museum we take a walk back to District 1 and head out for something to eat. On the way back to the hostel we stop at a bakery and purchase a gorgeous carrot cake and some yoghurt for later. Kate has an early night as we are up at 7am in the morning for our trip to the Cu Chi tunnels.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6940

Day 224: HCMC

Early breakfast this morning and away to the tour of the Cu Chi tunnels, leaving at 8am it takes us two hours by coach to get there. The tour costs $10 for us both and is well worth it, we get to go into the tunnels but even though have been enlarged to allow for western tourists they are still fairly small and we only go along 50 yards to get a feel for them.





On the tour there are booby traps and secret entrances that the Vietnamese used to fight the Americans – the booby traps look horrific.





Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6940


Day 225: HCMC

Kate's cold is back with a vengeance today so even though we make it down to breakfast, she swiftly makes back to bed for a couple of hours and we later decide stay in HCMC for one more night. Our visa runs until the 25th November so there is no rush really to get out of Vietnam. In the afternoon we head out to get some US dollars as we have heard there are no ATM's at the Bavet border crossing or in the smaller towns in Cambodia but that they accept dollars everywhere. Again we have an early night but after her mammoth sleep today, Kate only dozes and does not get to sleep until 1am, despite necking two sleeping tablets.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 6940


Day 226: HCMC to Moc Bai

This morning we get the bikes packed up and away we go, heading out of HCMC on the smaller back roads instead of Highway 22 – we hope this will be quieter and easier. Some of the roads we encounter today are nothing more then dirt tracks and we thank our lucky stars it has not been raining as the roads would have been impassable. On the way we see a couple of arguments between the locals. One was over a traffic incident and the second was of unknown cause but this appeared to warrant one party slapping the other around the face with a flip flop – classic! We pass the 7000 km mark today at a town called Trang Bang, where we took the obligatory picture and proceeded to Go Dau as planned.



We failed to find any accommodation there and ended up heading to Moc Bai, on the way finding an Nha Nghia (guesthouse) to stay at which turned out to be a brothel of the highest order; condoms and mirrors all over the place! Food in this area was very hard to come by but we ended up having some sort of meat soup (we were told it was 'meat of pig') and lots of crisps, yoghurts and fruit from a local stores. Tomorrow we cross the border into Cambodia.

Kilometers: 77

Total Kilometers: 7017

Monday, October 26, 2009

Vietnam baby!

Day 174: Vietnam baby!!!!! Dongxing to Tien Yen

After a painless border exit and entry from the respective camps on either side of the small bridge, we enter Vietnam.



In an instant we can tell things are run a little differently here. People are much more friendly from the off and are shouting “hello” from the shop doorways and their houses. However, the road is a pain – it would seem that H18 is being reconstructed – the quality of what's currently available is abysmal. For many long stretches, there are potholes more than a foot deep, loose gravel and dust everywhere. Cycling is precarious at best. The vehicles are friendly enough but a few get too close for comfort and by the time we reach Tien Yen, we're filthy and tired. We also stupidly failed to get money out from an ATM in Mong Cai where we'd crossed and it turns out that nobody accepts US Dollars without a little bit of a struggle, although the hotel owner seems alright with it. Language is going to be fun – Kate is still shouting out her Ni Hao's and Xie Xie's, but they can still probably hear her over the border anyway. Food seems a little tasteless compared to Chinese fodder, although no sign of the EFR yet. Noodles are everywhere and pork seems to be the preferred meat. We manage to log on to Facebook for the first time in 3 months – we forgot how addictive it was!



Kilometers: 90

Total Kilometers: 4837


Day 175: Tien Yen to Ha Long

A very hard ride today, for some reason we never got into the groove of the hundred km ride. Thankfully the roads were not as dismal as yesterdays, although we were warned it was going to be bad. Thinking back, we reckon the person who told us the road was bad probably wanted us to book a bus ride with him instead. Two things we have noticed as majorly different from China is firstly the lack of tall trees offering shade (it's incredibly hot here and we feel the return of those dreaded hot patches we encountered in Malaysia and Thailand), and secondly the juggernauts that menacingly peruse the roads. Seriously, these are big, big buggers. They're quite scary up close and the drivers, although friendly enough, don't seem to be able to compute that their vehicles are 40ft long ergo when they think they're pulling back in at a safe distance from us, their back ends are actually closing in fast. When we finally reach Ha Long we are both tired and dusty and ready to get off the bikes and under a long, hot shower.


Kilometers: 100

Total Kilometers: 4937


Day 176: Ha Long to Hai Phong

With views over the stunning Halong Bay area which we visited in 2006, Lee Lee and I cycle inland towards Hai Phong.





Again the Vietnamese are extremely vivacious, shouting from shops and houses – it's such a refreshing change from China, where hardly anyone spoke out to us.



However, their means of transporting live animals upsets me and sometimes we can hear the screams of animals during slaughter as we cycle by which is absolutely horrendous. I can't put my hands over my ears as I'll lose control of the bike so I have to make do with singing loudly. The terrain remains a little hilly, but this should be the last of that; we're rejoining the coast road tomorrow. As we cycle over the bridge that leads into Hai Phong city, we reached our 5000km mark!



Digs found for $17, but on reflection, it's a poor deal – the room is quite dingy and it's very noisy. On the plus side, it has wifi so we spend four hours updating the blog onto the world wide web for the first time in three months!

Kilometers: 68

Total Kilometers: 5005


Day 177: Hai Phong to Nam Dinh

The first 70km were a breeze, literally, with a strong tailwind pushing us along. It only took us three hours to cycle 70km but when the road led us in a different direction, we spent the last 21km with the wind blowing straight in our faces which was demoralising and extremely difficult. Lunch was lovely - fried potato with chicken, spring rolls, fried green beans and steamed rice for $4 and bargain digs found in Nam Dinh after three tries; the first receptionist quoted 240,000VND for a double room but she was quickly told off by the proprieter who upped the price to 300,000VND and refused to budge. The second was way out of our budget (480,000VND) from the off, but according to Lee Lee it was lush. Our bargain basement beauty of a room at 150,000VND ($8) came from Thanh Son Hotel, with a ridiculously happy hotel owner who screamed with laughter at every word we spoke and even better, we find that we can access a wifi signal in the room. Dinner was hard to get through again although this time it would appear that it was my fault for misreading the price quoted, but 240,000VND ($13) for a chicken is well out of order. We have now been cycling for eight days straight and our bottoms need rest – we decide to head for the beach resort of Sam Son tomorrow to do a bit of sunbathing and swimming – we'll stay there two nights.

Kilometers: 91

Total Kilometers: 5096


Day 178: Nam Dinh to Sam Son

Today we maintain a southeasterly direction and are pushed along by the wind down the A1 coast road. For Vietnam's longest major highway, the A1 does not live up to expectations; it 's very bumpy in places and not as wide as we thought it would be. As we cycle through Ninh Binh, a coach full of westerners pulls up beside us at a set of lights and we receive lots of waves and thumbs up from them! Most of our day is spent greeting and overtaking schoolchildren on bicycles who do their best to race us but fail miserably! At our last rest stop of the day we are warned that it is raining hard further south, and as the day goes on we find that the wind has started to swirl around us. By the time we reach Sam Son's beach we know there's gonna be no sun or surf for anyone. From the looks of weather reports, a typhoon which is currently 600km south of us in Hoi An is having an impact up here. Sam Son is deserted – we're the only tourists in the whole resort.




The deserted hotel smacks of The Shining which freaks Lee Lee out, the staff are hell bent on accepting nothing less than 300,000VND per night, with no breakfast tomorrow but yes for the day after (?!) - perhaps they weren't prepared for guests at 5.30pm - and they will serve it between 6am and 7am which is non negotiable. This place does not know the meaning of customer service, but it's the only place with wifi so we'll grudgingly put up with it.

Kilometers: 111

Total Kilometers: 5207


Day 179: Sam Son

We wake up at 11am to another miserable day, very windy with intermittent rain. The sea is extremely rough and the locals have battened down their hatches. Hardly any hotels look open for business. We spend the day in the lobby on the internet, and our trip out for lunch was interesting – we had looked up a few Vietnamese dishes prior to going out and at a restaurant we ordered Bo Kho, a beef and vegetable stew for 100,000VND ($5). What came was not a beef and vegetable stew but two vacuumed-packed packets of dried beef.




We were still waiting for the rest of the meal when the waitress indicated that this was it. Needless to say we were not amused and refused to pay the full amount, eventually settling for half price - still a rip off but we've learned our lesson. We're becoming more and more frustrated with Vietnam – most of the restaurants don't cook anything; they boil up packets of dried noodles and prices wildly fluctuate. We last visited this country in 2006 and loved it but we are finding it stressful this time – maybe this is our adjustment period into a new country, currency, food and custom...., or maybe greed is rearing it's ugly head here. In any case, bar a weather catastrophe, we plan to leave Sam Son tomorrow and continue south – the typhoon remains 600km away and looks to be dying out. Hopefully that wind will stick around though...

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5207


Day 180: Sam Son to Dien Chau

Well the wind did stick around, as did the rain, who kindly brought his friend called torrential. We bought raincoats in Sam Son before we left and at five bucks they turned out to be the best buy of the whole trip (except for Snickers, which sadly I've been unable to locate in Vietnam so far). It absolutely poured it down all day; we've never experienced anything so heavy and persistent. The day did not start well after the hotel staff demanded 60,000VND for our breakfast this morning and at the end of this very long day we were absolutely dripping wet, even with our raincoats. However, it was a pretty funny day all in all getting soaked by the traffic and people whooping us as we passed by. Lee was in charge of entertainment today, quoting large chunks of Star Wars scripts. We also had a lovely lunch of Mi Xao Bo(fried noodles with beef) at a reasonable price, and an equally good dinner of again, Mi Xao Bo, again for a good price thanks to the English speaking bankers at the next table. Unfortunately when they left we were accosted by two fellas asking where we were staying and what room we were in. We told them a different hotel and had to walk the long way home through the road/river as they were close on our heels. Weirdos.


Kilometers: 111

Total Kilometers: 5318


Day 181: Dien Chau to Ha Tinh

On waking this morning we find that it is a warm, dry day – only the floods on the road remain - so we load up the bikes and just as we start riding it starts raining. The rain macs we brought yesterday are just too hot to ride in so we leave them on the bike and cycle in the spitting rain to the first cafe for breakfast. We ask for omelets and the lady, seeming to understand, went off to prepare our food. However, when she returned she brought four hard boiled eggs. Never-mind, I thought, but Lee Lee was unprepared to eat them as they had only been boiled for about a minute so I cracked one open to see if it was. What greeted me was not a boiled egg, but the tiny form of a baby duck. Feathers and all. Bleugh. From the looks on our faces and the noises coming from our mouths, the lady seemed to understand that we were not expecting that at all. We got proper omelets five minutes later.

Kilometers: 88

Total Kilometers: 5406


Day 182: Ha Tinh to somewhere 38km south of Ky Anh

At 7am, the ring of the phone wakes us - reception wants us to move the bikes as they need the room for a meeting. Kate stays in bed while I move the bikes. We venture downstairs for breakfast at 7:45am (noodle soup) and Kate's back in bed by 8:30am; we only have about 60 km to ride today so she takes advantage of a lie in till 10:30am. Once packed and ready, we pedal off to find road signs suggesting we only have a 52km ride. This turns out to be a blessing as Lee Lee has a sore groin muscle and struggles for the first 30km. We get to our third stop of the day at 62km and decide that we will ride a little further down the road so we don't have to ride 100km tomorrow. Things rarely go to plan though and there's no rest for Lee Lee today; we end up cycling 90km until we find a guesthouse. Usually guesthouses are everywhere we look but because we're actually trying to find one it took another 40km - typical. The cycle trip overlooking the sea was lovely though. We have noodles, beef and prawns for our dinner and head back to the room where I face the pleasure of trimming Lee Lee's beard.

Kilometers: 90

Total Kilometers: 5496


Day 183: Somewhere 38km south of Ky Anh to Dong Hoi

Thanks to cycling longer yesterday we only have a 60km ride today so we amble along slowly and take numerous little rests, the sun is out again today which makes it hot for riding. After our first pit stop we see another western cyclist, Paco from Spain.



Paco has rode up from Ho Chi Minh City and has given us lots of tips regarding safety. He said he had experienced really bad weather last week and was unsure why the rain and the wind was so persistent until he remembered seeing a "large swirly thingy" (verbatim!) on the weather reports – it then clicked it was a typhoon, so he got a bus out of there. Depressingly, he also warned us that although the majority of the locals were very friendly, he did have some bad experiences with motorcyclists who tried to veer him off the road; he once fell off and cut his knee quite badly. We ride the last 30km with little to report, though we did see the sea again. We checked into a nice looking hotel/restaurant which promised much but delivered little. Hope the restaurant is better!

Kilometers: 58

Total Kilometers: 5554


Day 184: Dong Hoi to Dong Ha

We were awoken this morning at 7:55am by giggling housekeeping asking if they could wash the floor, after politely turning them down I returned to bed, only to be woken again ten minutes later by a different giggling member of housekeeping again asking to wash the floor. This time Kate told them “NO” and I, now awake, went downstairs to complain (with no success). We get ready and leave. Kate and I were both in foul moods for the rest of the day, not helped by a cafe that tried (unsuccessfully) to charge us 100,000VND for two Mi Xao Bo's. On a brighter note we found a great hotel with a restaurant to match at the end of the day. We both agree on a fresh start in the morning.

Kilometers: 97

Total Kilometers: 5651


Day 185: Dong Ha to Hue

A very exciting day for Kate and Lee Lee today as we pedal frantically towards Hue, a major tourist city and one where I know we can find Snickers bars, a supermarket and lots of other delicious goodies. We are booked into La Caramboule tonight for a french cuisine experience. It has has mixed reviews on Travelfish but, to be honest, anything other than packet noodles will be a very welcome change. After scouring the city for the right address and being mesmerised by the numbers of western tourists (we have not spoken to any westerners for any length of time (bar Paco) since Pingyao in China). Digs found at Amigo Hotel, recommended on the tinterweb. and it's gorgeous for $12 per night. We basically run to the restaurant, and find that our email to book the table for our wedding anniversary has been successful; we're given a quiet table and, more importantly, the menu. Between us we order; beer, a La Caramboule salad. french onion and cheese soup, cream of chicken soup, duck with mushrooms, fillet steak, two plates of mashed potatoes, boiled vegetables, a cheese platter and an Irish whisky. We're completely full to the brim when they bring out a chocolate cake for our wedding anniversary but we still manage to get a few slices down us and not feel physically sick. We were very, very hungry. The whole meal technically cost us nothing as my parents had treated us (Cheers Mom and Dad!) but otherwise the whole meal cost a bargain £23.





Kilometers: 73

Total Kilometers: 5724


Day 186: Hue (rest day)

Today is actually our fourth wedding anniversary and we are trying to recover from the meal last night. Kate finally wakes up at 1pm. We have lunch and go for a walk around the Citadel and come across a field of tanks which were captured by the Viet-Cong from the American Army and their “puppet allies” (their words, not mine) during the Vietnam War.



On the way we find a supermarket with lots of goodies to buy – Kate was well behaved, resisting all the tempting chocolate on offer but sadly fails to do so on the return journey.



Later that evening we go to an Indian restaurant to spend the rest of the money Kate's parents allocated us for our anniversary meal. Considering their daughter (aka dustbin) felt ill earlier after her burger breakfast, she did quite well.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5724


Day 187: Hue to Da Nang – via the Hai Van Pass

Today we're aiming to get a hotel just before the Hai Van Pass and traverse the range tomorrow, but as we feel pretty energetic from our food and rest in Hue, at 70km we decided to go over it there and then. It's late afternoon and the sun is cooling down a little, we have just eaten our baguettes we ordered from La Caramboule (ham and cheese) and we're ready. We cycle past the road leading to the 6km tunnel and towards the range – it's quite imposing but we can see that it's nowhere near Wangmo's benchmark of horror – and we're looking forward to attempting our first pretty high climb in two months. It stands at 496 metres and 10km of ascent – it took one cyclist (Mr Pumpy) 59 minutes to cycle this from the railway track to the top but his record was overtaken by some European fella who did it in 28mins. However, we start our clock when we see the ascent (as it turns out, 1.5mins before we actually cross the railway track). The signs depict an 8% gradient and we make steady progress, stopping every 3km for water, and we reach the top within 59 mins. A few western couples on motorcycles passed us on the way up and Kate barely held her indignation in as one of them said “it looks like hard work and this way's much more fun”. However, we forget to subtract the 1.5mins and later figure out we did it in 57.5mins! God knows how that other fella got up there in 28mins. Maybe he had an electric bike. The summit boasts lovely views, although it's a bit hazy today and it's teeming with restaurants and cafe's whose staff are all shouting at us to come in. We ignore them, together with the lazy motorcyclists and head for the descent which is a thrilling 10km and takes us all of 10mins. We head for Danang, another 18km away and get there in the dark, find a cheap but comfortable room (all mod cons) at the East and West Hotel. Friendly staff point us in the direction of fodder and we have a meal of rice, stir fried pork and lemon-grass chicken. We documented our ascent up the Hai Van Pass on video and will put it on You Tube when we return home.......

Kilometers: 108

Total Kilometers: 5832


Day 188: Da Nang to Hoi An

Because we traversed the HV Pass yesterday we have a pathetically small distance to cycle today but as we hit the road we find that this is very very good as there is a very very strong headwind pushing us back. The 36km takes us nearly 3hrs but the views along the coast road are beautiful, white sand and blue seas. Sadly, it looks like Raffles and Hyatt are in mid-build of posh villa complexes here. We have Mi Xao Bo for lunch and this time it's made with fresh noodles and is far better than the packet crap that is regularly served to us – therefore we are more than happy to pay 30,000VND each for it. Hoi An is just as we remember it; I find the hotel we stayed in in 2006 sharpish but it would seem their rates have risen – they are asking for $60 per night. "Not likely" grumbles me as we ride away but then I have the awful feeling that I misheard them and they said $60 for three nights. Hmmmm. Alternative digs found at the Hai Au Hotel for $20 per night (inc buffet breakfast). The place is lovely and has happy and attentive staff who are stoked that we returned after a scout around other hotels. We're booked in for three nights so I can get some dresses made and have a few dips in the hotel pool. Bliss!

Kilometers: 36

Total Kilometers: 5868


Days 189 - 190: Hoi An

Kate returns to the tailors on three occasions for fittings. They are made in two days flat and she looks stunning in the grey pencil dress she's had made. We think that she's lost 2.5stone to date, is probably now a size 10 and hasn't got much more to lose so she's gone for the fitted look. The very fitted look. Hoi An is the perfect place to rest, shop and eat and we happily up our budget by $5 per day and live very well.



There's international cuisine and a patisserie/bakery (Cargo Club) which serves cakes and pies that are to die for. Not a lot of (read “no”) sightseeing done at all as we were here in 2006 and did it all then. As a UNESCO World Heritage site we figured nothing would have changed. Shame on us!

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5868


Day 191: Hoi An to Chau O

We leave Hoi An early (ish), stopping at the patisserie for take away sandwiches for lunch then a stop at a jewelery store so Kate can buy a silver ring shes had her eye on, then stopping at the tailors to bid farewell to our tailor (Lang).

After a three day rest we find we are cycling quite fast again today and make good progress along the 1A highway, that is despite some motorcyclists. Pako, the Spanish cyclist we met, had warned us about these mad motorcyclists and today we met them, pulling in front of us so we have to stop or riding really slow for us to overtake then speeding up. We also have some school kids try chasing us on their bikes, they peddle like crazy and when they are nearly with us we change gear and leave them trailing. We arrive in Chau O at 99km and find a hotel and book in, we are disappointed to find that their WIFI does not work and therefore head out to use the local internet cafe and have our dinner which consisted of a plate of steamed rice with cabbage, pork and prawns for under a dollar each, all washed down with some Saigon beer.

Kilometers: 99

Total Kilometers: 5967


Day 192: Chao O to Quang Ngai via Son My (site of My Lai massacre), and reaching 6000kms!

We rise early as we plan to reach the village of Son My at midday and spend some time looking round the museum and site of the horrific My Lai massacre led by US Forces in the Vietnam War which resulted in the deaths of 504 Vietnamese villagers on 16th March 1968. The museum was very informative and the site has the original foundations of the houses that were razed to the ground by the soldiers together with the mass graves that the villagers were buried in. Tributes were paid to three US officers who eventually managed to stop their comrades and savea number of people from certain death. Just sitting at the site was very strange, knowing that this is where something terrible had happened, imagining what those people had gone through in the last moments of their lives, watching their loved ones being raped and murdered and helplessly awaiting their own fate. It would appear that US Army veterans are now able to visit the site and many have done so, leaving messages of condolence to the families of those killed and questioning the actions of their fellow officers.





Today we also reached our target of 6000km, unfortunately this came just a couple of km's from the My Lai site and wasn't quite the joyous occasion that it would have been elsewhere.



Kilometers: 44

Total Kilometers:6011


Day 193: Quang Ngai to Bong Son

At our penultimate pit stop for liquid refreshment, we stop at a remote family-run roadside cafe. There are four generations of family here and having visiting Son My yesterday I am sitting with them and wondering what they were doing on that fateful morning, now over 40 years ago. The grandparents will surely remember that terrible day and I consider getting the map out and pointing to Son My, but I don't. Firstly, I can't speak Vietnamese and any form of discussion regarding the atrocity would warrant this. Secondly, I really don't want to bring back bad memories or upset them in any way so I leave it alone. During our break, the grandmother asks (through mime and touching) whether Lee and I are married (in mime, it's the bringing of two bent thumbs together). I confirm that Lee Lee and I are indeed married and have been together for 10 years. The grandmother then turns to her granddaughter and they have a little discussion between themselves and it's clear from their body language and resigned looks that the granddaughter was hoping to bag herself a western fella! Too late sister, he's taken!


Kilometers: 95

Total Kilometers: 6106



Day 194: Bong Son to Quy Nhon

We decide to cycle for a few km's before stopping for brekkie and we come across a crowded pit stop by which stood a small family cafe. We were being waved in by the restaurant staff from the really busy place but decided instead to frequent the family run business, which was a great move. The family were genuinely excited to see us coming to them and they were extremely hospitable, giving us fruit and crackers on top of the Mi Xao Bo that we had ordered, stressing that there was no charge for the extras. We wanted to leave some more money for them but got the feeling that they would have been offended so we took a photo of the family and promised to send it to them on our return to England.



We reach Binh Dinh in good time and decide to carry on further to the coast city of Quy Nhon as we will take tomorrow as a rest day and a day by the beach would be nice. We arrive at Quy Nhon about 4:30pm and after cycling aimlessly around the city centre we manage to ask someone to show us where the hotels were. Following a lad on his motorbike he takes us to the beach area where we are greeted with a lovely beach and sea. We stop at a couple of hotels, both unfortunately outside of our budget so we carry on and find a Kiwi run restaurant with a hotel next door. We have a look at the rooms and all is well until we find out that the WIFI does not work so we are forced to move on – no doubt we will return for some grub. We settle at a hotel further down the road and have a simple com binh danh “peoples meal” for $1 each. We have an early night and look forward to hitting the beach tomorrow.

Kilometers: 97

Total Kilometers: 6203


Day 195: Quy Nhon (Rest Day)

Just our bloody luck – we wake up to miserable incessant rain, every time we get to have a rest at the beach it rains. Instead we take a walk up to the Kiwi cafe for some brunch and end up staying for several hours reading books and drinking tea. The weather fails to dry up and we take a taxi back to the hotel facing up to a day of riding in the rain tomorrow. When we get to the hotel Kate's knee is hurting as we go up the stairs, this is one of the reasons we stop of for a rest in the first place. A good nights sleep and it will be right as ….....

Kilometers: 0
Total Kilometers: 6203