Our first night in Hoi An ended with Darling Man and I looking up train and bus timetables, trying to work out the fastest way to get out of.
13 years ago
I walked through the dark streets of Hoi An, the ancient trading port in central Vietnam, seeking some of the peace I’d found there five years earlier. My head.
13 years ago
The first time I tried bánh xèo, about six years ago, I thought I’d been dudded. It was awful. Since then I have tried bánh xèo at several places.
13 years ago
Our lizard mission began with an innocuous question to another traveling parent as we settled into our sleeper carriage on the north-bound train from Ho Chi Minh City. The.
13 years ago
“Lizard curry,” Darling Man announces, seemingly apropos of nothing. I snigger. We are in Bookafe in Quy Nhon, a seaside town on Vietnam’s south-central coast. We have been talking.
13 years ago
We settle into the tiny plastic chairs at the only restaurant in Nhon Hai, a picturesque fishing village just outside of Quy Nhon on Vietnam’s central coast. The restaurant.
13 years ago
We found the cutest little Catholic village just outisde Quy Nhon. Saint Francis of Assisi was there, as was a statue of a famous Vietnamese poet* and an assortment.
13 years ago
It’s time to share a secret with you, a dirty little secret that will potentially expose me as a picky eater. I don’t eat beef. I haven’t eaten beef.
13 years ago