Train to Hue
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Ok, I spoke too soon. Did I say that the train had to be better than India? Ah, alas it wasnâ€™t. Same, same! It is peak season here in Vietnam at the moment ï¿½ï¿½" not for tourists but for locals. Hence the Reunification Express train was packed with Uni students. Hong could not secure 3 bunk beds in the one cabin (there are 4 in each, 2 top and 2 bottom). We had 2 top bunks in one cabin and 1 top bunk in another cabin between me, James and Lauren. Either I left James and Lauren in a cabin together with 2 strangers or I stayed with 1 and put 1 in another cabin on their own with 3 strangers. It was like Sophieâ€™s Choice. Seeing my dilemma, the dad of another family from our group offered to take the 1 bed with 3 strangers (all men who snored terribly apparently) and Lauren could sleep with their family (mum and 2 sons).
Train trip from hell behind us (I wont even go into the toilet conditions here, I just told the kids not to drink for the whole trip to minimise the visits!!!) and we arrived in lovely Hue. It was nice to get out of the hustle and bustle of the city and into a town. Hue is really pretty too. Used to be the capital of Vietnam up until a few decades ago. We are right near the river and our hotel has a small restaurant on the top floor ï¿½ï¿½" it has fantastic view over the river and Hue and we look over it all while having breakie.
I am slowly discovering that the â€˜pagodaâ€™ to Vietnam is what the fort is to India or the cathedral is to Europe. They are everywhere and we are visiting them all. It has been over 38 degrees here for the past 3 days but the humidity is a real killer. The kids are doing really well looking at pagodas in this kind of heat ï¿½ï¿½" even the adults are winging about it.
Yesterday we looked around the Citadel. It is very much like China with different dynasties, emperors and their hundreds of concubines who were all looked after by eunuchs. There is so much history to see but so much of it has been lost due to the French or the Vietnam war.
Well, tomorrow we are taking a bus along China Beach (which the Vietnamese now call Vietnam Beach ï¿½ï¿½" and rightly so I reckon) to Hoi An.
Food here is amazing. I had the best curry of my life last night and have managed to down the odd Tiger beer on a hot afternoon also. You will all be surprised to hear that I have not even been shopping yet.... itâ€™s true! Too much going on with boats, trains, buses and motorbikes. All good though.