The second was a travelling day as we were off to Hoi An. We were up early as David left at seven and then we took our time until we were picked up at ten thirty to be taken to the airport. There is always something pleasant about being taken door to door. The flight was uneventful and when we arrived there was no sign of our driver. Rosemarie went off to purchase a SIM card for her phone and as we stood waiting wondering what to do a little man came scampering across the waiting area holding Rosemarie's name.
He whisked off in his car past the beach at Da Nang, which is being rapidly filled with five star hotels almost all owned by large western hotel chains.
For some reason he thought Rosemarie and I would like to look around a marble workshop on the way and so we trudged around a showroom making it clearly evident that we weren't interested in buying any marble souvenirs. The tour director was not amused.
After forty five minutes we arrived at our hotel which was much larger than we had been led to believe but which seemed very pleasant.
Registration ceremonies were duly completed and we settled into our room before strolling off into the old town. It was very quickly obvious that this is a tourist town, full of dress shops, scarves, restaurants and woe is woe shoe shops that spread to infinity.
We walked back to our hotel and then in the evening went in search of a traditional Vietnamese restaurant, which we discovered and enjoyed.