I’m having problems uploading anything with the weak internet here so I’m just forgetting any chronological order and posting short pieces.

We don’t do the beach much on these kind of holidays. Tim doesn’t like sand or salt and apparently any stretch of water larger than a washing up bowl could potentially be infested with sharks so it’s not his first choice of a fun filled excursion. But we had a free day, the sun was out and the beach is only a couple of miles away so I persuaded him to go.

It was a standard stretch of sand, lined with fairly shabby sun beds and backed by palm trees and dozens of beach restaurants. A back-packer haunt by the looks of it. Not many locals as they tend to only come before sunrise and after sunset. Mostly because they have to work in the day but also because they don’t want to get brown in the sun.

We found some beds and made some friends.

There’s a deal here. They tell us that we are beautiful and handsome and in return we pay them a load of money for the tat they are selling. Seems fair. Buddha key ring anyone? I have several.

Had the most delicious lunch at the Soul Bar and headed home at sunset via the ubiquitous paddy fields back to Hoi An