We had bought a ticket to Nha Trang for a night bus to Hoi join. This bus, very expensive, was supposed to be "sleeper", so we needed to have relatively comfortable bunks for the night. Instead, we found ourselves at the back of a bus in a lamentable state, packed like sardines with two Kiwis and an Englishman, has unfortunately paid little too wide shoulder two of us reunited. .. Superb night on the road in Vietnam, thank you again for Viets still decidedly crooks!
Live my life sardine 
We somehow arrived in Hoi An in early morning, and after we rest a few hours at our hotel, we started exploring this beautiful city. Hoi An is a small city of 80,000 inhabitants, who owns a beautifully preserved old town, very little damage during the war, which has tremendous charm. It has long been an important trading port during the last century, and one can note a strong foreign influences, especially from China, with numerous pagodas, or French, with an entire neighborhood built in the times of occupation in a typical Colonial. It is very pleasant to walk in these alleys, or many craftsmen have set up shop and offer the fruits of their labor with few tourists. In one of these workshops was also able to attend a performance of traditional music and dance, even if in terms of authenticity, it will look a little longer. 
Small charming streets of Hoi
Beautiful Chinese-style pagodas 
Old French colonial houses 
show of traditional music
Old French colonial houses 
show of traditional music 
One of the symbols of the city is the Japanese Covered Bridge, a beautiful Japanese-style bridge spanning the river Thu Bon , which runs through the city before emptying into the South China Sea 5 km away . The night the narrow streets of Hoi An are lighted by Chinese lanterns of traders in a magnificent festival of colors. Japanese Covered Bridge 
The Chinese lanterns illuminate the streets 
Not far from Hoi An, we went at the southern end of the beach of China Beach, which runs on nearly 30km to the north of Danang , and who has marked the collective consciousness of an entire generation of Americans because of the eponymous series (this is the IM that came to take their leaves during the war). As we refuse to park our bikes where they wanted us to impose two Vietnamese have taken the initiative ridiculous to deflate our tires ... It is unfortunately very representative of what we have seen since our arrival in Vietnam! China Beach
Finally, we rented a motorbike to visit the Cham ruins My Son , located about fifty miles further inland. The kingdom of Champa was a civilization contemporary Hindu the Khmer who reigned over southern Vietnam until the Vietnamese do not conquer. My Son was the site of their capital, and a few ruins still testify to the distant past, even if they have been extensively damaged first by the Vietnamese who have conquered, then by the war (we can also see a few shells scattered here and there ...). Not surprisingly, the bike ride was not an easy one, the Vietnamese being even more crazy on the roads and in life everyday! Cham ruins at My Son
We found the inhabitants of Hoi whole lot more sympathetic than in Vietnam encountered so far quieter, less aggressive and more friendly (not really say this less thieves!), so we very much appreciated this step relaxing! Now, towards the former imperial city of Hue . 
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