I needed to speed up my journey north in order to have enough time in Hanoi, so today was a travelling day. The bus journey was a more bearable 5 hours, though it was outrageously bumpy followed by extremely windy, so reading was impossible.
On arrival in Na Trang we headed to the beach for an overpriced average lunch and then to organise onward travel. I correctly decided to ignore the Lonely Planet's advice that the train booking office closed at 2pm and headed there at 3.30 to find it was open and I was able to book a ticket to Danang.
There was a rather impressive fort-like church there, but otherwise the only thing I will recall about Na Trang was the rather incongruous image of two mobile phone stores trying to out do each other by playing Christmas music at top volume. IT was 'Feliz Navidad' versus 'Jingle Bells' as I passed. I judged Jingle Bells to be the winner on the basis of the life size Santa model playing the saxophone.
Due to the late booking, I'd only been able to get a 'hard sleep' and when I boarded and found that my roommates were 3 Vietnamese lads, a creepy looking westerner and a mother and baby my heart sank a bit. But actually everyone was very quiet and I only woke up in Danang to the announcement of imminent arrival the next morning.
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