Once we were able to drag ourselves away from the children we drove south toward the Hai Van Pass. After a lunch stop and time to paddle our feet in the South China Sea, we drove over the pass. There was another interesting moment when the bus passed a truck on a blind courier. The drivers seem to think that if they use their horns often enough the opposing traffic will get out of their way! Thankfully there was nothing coming the other way. The top of the pass was just as we remembered - full of very pushy hawkers. The sky was reasonably clear so we could see a reasonable distance.
We wound our way down the northern side of the mountain to Danang, along China Beach, which was a popular R and R spot for the Americans during the war. There has been huge development along the coast since we were here last and there are now a number of huge resorts. Hoi An is just as delightful. The climate is still hot, but with significantly lower humidity levels. Our hotel is on an island and only a few minutes walk to the old town.
There are ponds dotted throughout the gardens and they are full of water lilies and, as we discovered tonight, frogs.
Most of the girls went to arrange to have their formal dresses made by the local tailors. I ended up being in high demand to give advice, which was great fun. They have their first fittings on Friday morning and the dresses will be ready by that evening. Amazing.
For me it was fabric heaven!
The lanterns throughout the town were beautiful, especially as it got darker.
Along the river were women selling paper baskets with a candle in them. Ella and I bought one and sent it off to float down the river with thoughts for our much loved friend BG.
3 comments:
Is that a picture of your suitcase full of material?
Wish it was!
Wish I was there, I loved Hoi An. lanterns are gorgeous.
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