The city on the back of a bike.

Hue Travel Blog

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Arrived in Hue after 8 am – as we were leaving the station the train driver had some fun with the whistle, much to the agony of everyone in the surrounding area hopped aboard some busses on to the Gold Hotel. After breakfast and dropping our bags there was an army of motorcycles ready for us and the entire group hopped on one and the guide and affixed helmets (my driver was called Nih , if I remembered correctly) and Tun the main guide lead the convoy in typical Vietnamese fashion full speed down through villages on the outskirts, where we got caught by a brisk shower and donned jackets. We got to a little village, about farming with many props and a little old lady who was 75 gave us an Oscar winning performance (aided by some bettlenut) using all the items as Tun talked described.

We saw the Japanese bridge and some of the girls had their fortunes told which was effectively the same thing just with numbers altered for different people., and then down to the citadel and saw the imperial palace – or rather whats left of it and whats been reconstructed .After that we charged down to a Buddhist nunnery where we had a delicious vegetarian banquet. After lunch we went up to a hill where we saw some disused bunkers and in the horizon the infamous hamburger hill, a stop off at a few shops and saw incense sticks being made. Then down to the river were we boarded a boat and top a famous temple and pagoda including a relic of one of the monks who self-immolated himself in Saigon. Th4e boat travelled further down the river and back onto the bikes where we saw the tiger verses elephant arena (obviously no longer in use) and a bit of spiel about it, before charging off to a famous hat maker in Vietnam and had a demonstration, and finally dropped off to our hotel. For dinner we went to Lac Thein. mentioned in all the guidebooks, for soem delicious food charged at local prices and it charismatic deaf mute owner who performed some entertaining bottle opening tricks, a short story about his family and souvenir bottle opener. We wondered across the river to the DMZ bar, and a few more drinks wondered back to the hotel.

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