Just left beautiful, beautiful Hoi An, about halfway down the Vietnamese coast. The riverside old-town is traffic-free and full of centuries old Chinese and Japanese style buildings, conical hat wearing street peddlers, and at night it's all lit with brightly coloured paper lanterns. Cycling around with the boys riding shotgun on the luggage rack we've seen wood-carvers (holding the wood in bare feet while chiseling away), watched Chinese lanterns being made in a dis-used temple, and the boys helped make incense sticks using the pulped bark of a local tree.
And we've all been very, very childish since discovering that the Vietnese word for happiness is 'phuc'!
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