I’d been looking forward to this stage of the trip. The only bit I really planned in Vietnam, but you can’t plan for the weather. 18°C and raining might not seem cold but it sure was. The Hai Van Pass was hopefully going to be spectacular and within reason it was. The road twisting up into the hillsides that hug the coast line, twisting and turning, encouraging more and more throttle. What didn’t encourage more throttle was reduced visability and greasy road. Even so, it was over way too soon.


For good measure it rained pretty much all the way and on arriving at the hotel in Hue, I presented as a drowned cat.









I walked the citadel for a good three hours and still didn’t see it all. Worn out and damp I found a pizza shop where I feasted before bed.