Yesterday, as I made my way to an empty beach on rented bicycle the Sun broke through the clouds. With a stroll up the beach alongside the crashing waves on soft wet sand I located a premium spot in which I could practice yoga postures in isolation. Saluting the Sun in the humid morning air and welcoming its rays upon my face, forgetting that the malaria medication has light sensitivity as a side effect, I took refuge in the warmth of its glow. Alternating between headstands in the sand and body surfing on the crashing waves for two hours I decided it was time to head back. By 2pm, now back at the hotel, a familiar stinging sensation was making its presence known over the surface of my body. A brilliant lobster red had taken over the normal slightly tanned pink tones of my skin. What a rookie backpacker mistake I think to myself throughout the night as I carefully roll under cotton sheets trying to find a comfortable position to sleep.
I have nothing more to add about Hoi An than Jevin has already written, so I'll just post some pictures to show just how lovely this town is.
|River at the tourist front of Hoi An Town|
|Across the river|
|Jevin, drawn like a moth to the flame|
|Our time in Hoi An consisted mostly of drinking coffee and eating desserts like these.|
|The culprit beach of Jevin's sunburn tale. Those round things are fishing boats.|
|One of the old buildings in old Hoi An|
|Isn't she lovely?|
|Lunch at our most frequented restaurant, the Cargo Club. It is where we had those pretty desserts, stuffed sea bass, Camembert Salad and so much more.|