Hoi An Part 2

The rest of my time in Hoi An is blurred for various reasons. That night, Fabio and I went to dinner at this restaurant called Morning Glory, which came highly recommended and was excellent. Afterwards we went out trying to find a bit of nightlife in Hoi An. Apparently we’d started too early, so we went to a DK’s hostel, which is sort of renowned for being a party hostel. They have a little bar in there, so we had a beer and met a British girl and a couple Swedes that were looking to go out.

Hoi An is mostly quiet at night, but just across the bridge is an island called An Hoi, which is full of a ridiculous number of bars targeted at backpackers. There are absurd happy hours and drink specials. We ended up at one of these places drinking literal buckets of vodka and red bull.

You can see where this night is going. Eventually we found our way to the Why Not bar, where for $5 you get unlimited mixed drinks. So, the vodka red bull continued to flow.

The next day I didn’t wake up until noon. Apparently Fabio was banging on my door around 9:00 in an attempt to wake me for breakfast, but to no avail. But the day was not wholly wasted. I went in for my second fitting and picked up my clothes and bought some gifts for the girls that I am going to be spending Xmas with (despite actually knowing only one of them).

The second night we decided to take it a bit easier. Fabio and I went out for dinner at a place called 4U Restaurant or somesuch. It was right on the river and we sat on the second floor terrace. I ate stuffed crab, apparently a local specialty.

Fabio runs his own digital media company, and is really into photography. We spent a while after dinner walking around while he took some long-exposure pictures of Hoi An at night. Neither of us were feeling another night like the previous, so we had a few more beers and then walked back to the hotel.

The rest of Hoi An was pretty awful. I’d planned to wake up relatively early the next day and check out some of the temples and things I didn’t manage to do the day before. But, instead, I woke up at 04:00 to the worst food poisoning I’ve had.

I managed to get it mostly under control in time to make my 17:00 flight to Siem Reap, but it was not a pleasant day. Crashed early that night (Xmas eve).

As I write this it is Xmas morning here in Siem Reap. I am feeling back up to snuff. I had a nice breakfast in the courtyard of the guesthouse, facetimed with Mom, and am going out in a little while to meet up with these Kiwis.