There were very noticeable changes as soon as we crossed the border into Vietnam. The chorus of “Saybadees” was replaced by “Hello, how are you?”, people seemed more outgoing and the calm quiet roads were replaced by the unbelievably loud and relentless blare of horns.
Our plan was to get to Hoi An for New Year’s eve, an achievable goal except for the fact that the weather got ugly, real ugly. From the border town of Huong Hoa, we cycled the 140 km to Hue in continuous rain. After 6 and a half hours we were drenched and so was all of our gear. Blow drying 4 guidebooks btw, takes a very, very long time. The two day ride between Hue and Hoi An is supposed to be some of the prettiest scenery in Vietnam. The prospect of spending two days cycling in the rain and missing the scenery because of the low clouds does not seem appealing so we’ve abandoned our original New Year’s eve plans and have decided to wait it out a few more days in Hue.







