We were up early and over to Thu's cafe again. We were able to get breakfast in before the mopeds arrived.

Being on the moped, even if it was as pillion, brought back a lot of memories. My biking days, however brief, were something I enjoyed. I'll have to sort something out when I get back!

We were taken first to the THien Mu Pagoda. Unfortunately it was covered in scaffolding so the photo opportunity wasn't great. This was the place where a certain monk (Venerable Thich Quang Duc) came from, who drove to Saigon and burned himself to death in protest of the government. His powder blue Austin was on show. There were also alot of Vietnamese girls in traditional dress, they were very fetching so I took a couple of pictures. A schoolgirl with a big smile and glasses tried to have a conversation in English with Dave, It was like listening to a car crash!

Our next stop, after a long ride, was a Chinese style covered bridge that a local woman had had built for the local rice farmers to use when carrying their rice home from the fields.

It was back on the mopeds for a trip to Tu Duc's Mausoleum. This was a mausoleum built in 1864-1867 for a reportedly weak emporer , from where he wrote poetry and not much else. It was a large compound with pavilions around a lake, temples and the emporers tomb. We spent over an hour wandering around.

Our next stop was 'The Hill', a group of concrete emplacements, built by the french, overlooking the river. It wasn't much to look at, but the views were nice.

On the mopeds again, we ended up at a Buddhist temple, where our guide explained the different buildings and got us prime positions for a Buddhist ceremony. Apparently in Vietnam when you become a monk, you stay a monk. It was strange to see little kids there already in training (free schooling). Especially when, as they progress, more hair gets shaved off. They do it in such a way as to leave their heads looking like pie charts.

Our driver mentioned another Mausoleum, but we were only supposed to go to one. He said not to worry and we set off. After a very long ride we pulled over in the middle of nowhere and the driver pointed up at a hillside. Khai Dinh Mausoleum was up there and he explained that it was just one building and not worth the 55,000 Dong entry fee.

After a few pictures we headed back to Thu's and we headed off to a restaurant to get some food. It was close to time for our bus. Dave headed to a internet cafe whilst I went to check up on our bags at the guesthouse and ended up watching an asian soap opera with the Landlady.

Someone came to fetch us to get on the coach, and we both settled down for the 4-5 hour trip to Hoi An.

As usual we were dropped off in front of a guesthouse which was a little ways away from the town centre. We stayed on the bus and were dropped off in front of a more expensive Hotel that was right in the middle of town. There were five of us at this stage, Two Aussies James and Tony, Ariane, Dave and I. We walked around to another hotel and found a very nice one for 7 dollars, ensuite, cable TV. The others didn't want to stay there so we decided to meet up later.

We met the two Aussie guys as we left our hotel, unfortunately we didn't see Ariane. We headed down to the riverside and ate at a little seafood restaurant. We had a good laugh and met a couple at the next table, from Luton. We left the restaurant and headed off to a bar and drank until last orders (which wasn't very long).