Whether it was because we were desperate for a way to the void that our Israeli friends had left to fill or because we just needed a bit of commotion, we are now the bike sprung. Strictly speaking, I think were the scooters, but they were in any case hard. We had to Tzvi and Nohar already several times mentioned the idea to rent scooters and four of somewhere to ride, but when we once again the duo on the bike had seen fumbling, we feel more but abandoned. But now they were gone, and so we threw our only chance.
Initially uncomfortable (never before done), but still flexible gaanderweg we sent our scooters away from Hoi An to the north, towards Danang. Knowing that we are somewhere along one of the few places in the region, namely the 'Marble Mountains' would face, seemed to be a fun ride. We enjoyed it, though we found it occasionally rather exciting. With a modest 50 kmh we whizzed over the smooth asphalt of the boulevard at "China Beach". Along the way we enjoyed a drink somewhere half in a home (but in her shop) and we made a few quick pictures of the marble mountains (which were not really worth seeing).
To reward ourselves for our bravado, we have a number of suits ordered. Here in Hoi An is full of tailors and between 40 and 70 euro, you are therefore easy to get a fitting. For me, the two suits have become (tomorrow I fit them) and a suit for Judica, two dresses, a skirt and a pair of shorts, all for a song.
In between we also have time at the beach, what eaten fried rice, made friends with lobster in "Death tub await their last meal, all swept away sand, petrol fueled '92 (which still exists?) , lots of drinking fruit shakes, banana pancakes eaten, a chat with a security guard who, like we made a stop near a huge marble Buddha, and so on and so forth. So an eventful day, and one overlooking the lake. Fit by tomorrow, have a beer with our Dutch fellow travelers in Hanoi and so some more. We do not get bored ...
