Monday. Wake up early. Can't seem to sleep past 6 am. Power is alright now so it;s nice and peaceful except a couple of dogs that go off every now and again. I use the time before everyone wakes up to write my blogs.
After breakfast, we go to reception to borrow some bikes so we can all ride into town. Ruby keeps pestering me to let her ride a motorbike. No chance. It's raining so we go to a little shack next door and buy ponchos. All one size so mine is terribly small and Remi's is very big. But we're ready to face the elements. Ride all the way to the other side of Hoi An and reach the main river. Then Melody notices that her bag is not on her shoulder any more. She's quite upset because it as her phone in it. The new iPhone she got for Christmas. We jump back on our backs and try to retrace our steps. But no sign. We don't know if it dropped off or was stolen. It's a mystery.
We go for lunch at the Morning Glory. Despite the dark clouds of Mel's loss over us we manage to enjoy some beautiful Vietnamese street food. We will definitely go back for more. The rain as cleared up as we ride back to the hotel. We did quite a bit of riding so the rest of the afternoon is for relaxing. Mel is using my iPad to let friends know her bad news. Ruby, Remi and I swim while Liz takes a nap.
After getting ourselves back together we head back into town for dinner. We catch a taxi which is very cheap. Tonight we eat at Good Morning Vietnam which is Italian.With this family we have to keep a balance between Asian and Western food. The pizzas are good and Liz and I get a shot at the end. The chef comes out and as a chat with us. He is Italian. Alfonzo. And he talks to us for a little while. Obviously it's not very busy.
From there we walk over the Hoi An bridge to the night market. Crossing the bridge Mel makes a wish by sending a candle down the river. I can guess what she wished for. Liz buys the girls some lanterns for their rooms. The lanterns in shops that line the road do look beautiful.
Then we walk up to the old Japanese Bridge and buy tickets into the the Ancient Town of Hoi An. The buildings are pretty amazing but the night market is here to mostly selling the same stuff over and over. But it's quite atmospheric to walk through.
We drift back to B Bs tailor shop where the shuttle back to the hotel will pick us up. Liz makes some plans with the shop to get a dress made. Then the bus comes and takes us back to the hotel. The girl at the desk informs us we will be given a ride to the police station in the morning to report our lost mobile. Earlier I had written an incident report and she had it translated into Vietnamese.
Fall asleep to Godzilla rampaging over New York.
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