Green Mango Hotel & Restaurant
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... to believe it's actually here! So after an early morning trip to a very Christmassy Heathrow airport - thanks Dad! - (managing to resist the urge to climb into the giant snow globe outside of T4) I found Katie and we checked in, tried on ridiculous sunglasses, got our perfume fix and were ready to board! According to a couple of plane enthusiasts (read geeks) the massive double decker Airbus we were going on was a brand new plane and to be fair it was pretty amazing! The seats were ...
... arrived at he airport, through check-in, immigration/customs and security check all in 65 minutes.
Spare time to write a few words about the last few days. Tavan was again fantastic, hard to find a better way than with Eddie, Hi-en and the rest of his family. One day (with some difficulty) I found even time to do...absolutely nothing other than a bit of cleaning around the outside of ...
... went on a bit of a mooch - went to the 24hr food street for some nice street food and picked up some fresh garms from the swag shop as well as a **** shirt. We then got caught in a storm so took shelter for an hour until the storm passed. The weather has been **** because of typhoon Brian which had hit the Philippines and was headed for Hanoi.
In the end we didn't make it to the museum or anything, just ...
... and frame it to remind us of our time in Halong Bay and that if allow it to, love will allows rain down on us (money too in this case :P!).
We had a 4 hour beautiful bus ride home, had a group farewell dinner at very nice traditional Vietnamese restaurant. We couldn't believe that the SE Asia leg of our trek was winding down. We had planned for and talked about it for so long we didn't want it to end! We've had such an ...
... pins digging in your back for five minutes. After two cycles we called it quits and escaped, waving goodbye to our new friends. A very cute concept but too painful for me. It was now 7am and groups of dancers scattered the pavements, the internet lied, 5am whatever!
We returned back to the hostel, had some fresh fruit and yogurt for breakfast and had a few more hours sleep. That afternoon we went on a hunt to the markets to buy more jazzy trousers as one way ...