Last day in Hanoi
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People who made my travels more enjoyable: Michelle (USA), Phillip (England), Allison (England), Julie (Denmark), Karina (Denmark), couple from Belgium and Spain
We woke up around 7am (again), and I was greeted by sunshine and heat as soon as I opened the door to our room. I hadn't slept that well the night before. As mentioned previously, I'm quite terrified of boats, so sleeping on the water was no easy feat. I was also startled to see that there was no evidence of the previous night's torrential downpour. Not a cloud in the sky!
We left our cabin and went upstairs to grab some breakfast.
Michelle and I sat around playing cards with our fellow tour mates while the boat slowly made it's way back toward shore. After an hour or two on the boat, we reached our dropping off point. The same shuttle boat that had brought us to the junk a day earlier, now took us back to shore. Once on shore we all loaded our luggage in the back seat of a 15 passenger van.
We spent our lunch admiring the view and taking advantage of the plentiful shade. Again, the food was rather delicious and we took our time with multiple courses. The wait staff was very attentive and pleasant, I wish I would have saved the name of the restaurant! While at lunch we sat across the table from a couple that hailed from Madrid. They had joined our group on the last day and were now traveling with us back to Hanoi. They spoke English well and we had a pleasant conversation about the World Cup, among other things.
Once back in the van, Michelle and I found ourselves in a usual state of uncomfortableness. If you haven't noticed from my pictures, I look more or less miserable in about half of the pictures we took. Everyone else didn't seam to mind, and while everyone slept, Michelle and I counted the minutes until we reached Hanoi. The drive went smoothly enough and our pit-stop at the tourist shop was even shorter on the way out. I had just enough time to use the facilities and try one some farmer hats. I wish I could have brought one back to the States with me!
Once back in Hanoi, our tour guides began dropping off one passenger after another.