Vietnam Day 12 – Hoi An

Slept on a stranger’s shoulder all the way to My Son, Vietnam’s most important centre of the ancient kingdom of Champa and a Unesco World Heritage site.  Woke in a drunken daze at a breakfast stop, apologized to the guy whose shoulder I’d been drooling on, and supped 2 cups of strong lipton tea, which seemed to bring me around a little. A bloody disgrace!

We entered My Son, whose impressive monuments are set in a lovely valley surrounded by hills and a the massive Cat’s Tooth Mountain.  The reddish colour of the crumbling ruins contrasted nicely with the slightly misty lush-green surrounds.  Though not as breathtaking as, say, Angkor Wat, its historical significance still gave the monuments a feeling of grandeur.

After struggling around the complex and not fully appreciating it due to complete exhaustion, I got back on the bus and back to Hoi An in time for a 9:45am breakfast.  After breakfast and a stroll around the suit shops, I finally succumbed to tiredness and crashed at around 1pm.  I woke at 6, my body clock now suitably messed-up, and hit TamTam cafe, where a very strong Irish coffee failed to breathe any life into me.  Became tired and lethargic, certainly in no mood for partying, and so went to bed early. Still, a day of some achievement – I had

learned not to drink and party heavily before heading to a Unesco World Heritage site if I hoped to appreciate it properly.  Young fool.

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