Vietnam ::Hoian::.

This time, jumping off a local bus from China Beach to Hoi An, there were no scouts waiting for Sauce and Mustard at the bus station, so they walked for two hours in the sweltering midday heat to find cheap accommodation. While hunting for accommodation, they ran into a kiwi expat with a bar called the Flying Moa.

After an ice cold beer and being told they won't find accommodation in Hoi An for under US$10, Sauce and Mustard went around the corner and were immediately greeted by a lady yelling across the street, "$6, $6". Accommodation sorted, Sauce and Mustard put their bags down and hit the street.

Hoi An is a very beautiful and romantic town with many European colonial and Chinese style buildings. However, the town is expensive and set up for tourist. That same afternoon, Sauce got himself a tuxedo tailor made. All the tailors in the area, provide overnight service to make anything you can ever dream of, including shoes.

After riding an hour on a shitty rickety scooter, Sauce and Mustard arrived at the ancient Cham ruins of My son, from empire of Champa. The majority of the My Son ruins were destroyed by American bombing raids, what was left made Sauce and Mustard marvel at the engineering, architecture and ingenuity of the people of the past.

On their way back to Hoi An, Sauce and Mustard stopped to but watermelon from some kids on the side of the road for 25¢ per kilo. Half a watermelon for 15,000ð. With juice covered faces, they decided to take a back road jaunt to Cam Kim island and check out the rural scene over the lush green rice paddies.

The bus tickets to their next destination, Nha Trang, cost 200,000ð/pax. A fellow tourist on our bus paid double what everyone else paid and thought he was getting the luxury bus. He questioned the driver and was told "everyone is on a luxury bus, everyone." Lessons learnt: all tourist buses are luxury buses, don't pay more than you have to.