Whether it was because we were desperate for a way to fill the void that our Israeli friends had left to fill or because we just needed a bit of commotion, we are today, the bike jumped. Strictly speaking it was, I think motor scooters, but they were in any case hard. We talked with Tsvi and Nohar already several times mentioned the idea to rent scooters and four of us somewhere to ride, but when we got the duo once again on the bike had seen fumbling, we have the idea further 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 motor scooters away from Hoi An to the north, Danang meet. Knowing that we are somewhere along one of the few attractions of the region, namely the 'Marble Mountains' would come, that seemed like a nice ride. We have enjoyed it, though we found it occasionally rather exciting. With a modest 50 kmh we whizzed over the smooth asphalt of the boulevard 'China Beach'. Along the way we enjoyed a drink somewhere half with someone at home (but in her shop) and we made fast a single photo 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 euros, you can here easily be measured for a suit. For me, the two suits 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 here on the beach, ate some fried rice, made friends with lobster in 'Death tub await their last meal, all swept away sand, '92 petrol fueled (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. An eventful day so, and one overlooking the lake. Tomorrow by fit, have a beer with our Dutch fellow travelers in Hanoi and so some more. We do not get bored ...
