After hours and hours waiting for the bus at the travel agency in Nha Trang, they finally came to the conclusion that it left without me. Appearently I was suppose to pass by in the morning just to make sure that I really wanted a seat on that bus, even if I did book it the night before. So after more hours of arguing, yelling, explaination and apologizing they finally maked me pay 320.000 dong for a new ticket later that night (100 kr). I put my 'sad little girl' face on and they decided to give me 100.000d back and pay for the taxi to the busstation.
Arrived to Hoi An early the next morning. Met the belgian girl from my diving and took a cab to the centre where we shared a room. As she needed a nap I went downtown to be cultural. It is a beautiful city, small and cosy right next to the river and with an intresting arcitecture. Visit some temples and museum and stuff. Nothing too special but at least it should make my mother proud as she's worries about me missing out on that stuff.
As I was walking down the street I bumped in to Kirsten and Aby, the dutch girls I travelled through Laos together with and who I haven't seen since. Met up for dinner later on together with my belgian friend and had a great time. Catched some drinks at the bar where I met english Nick again, and my swedish friends who I joined while the girls where heading back home
Jag är mycket stolt över dig! Kultur är bra. Jag ser fram emot att se alla foton :)
SvaraRadera