The Cruise through the vietnamese central highlands part 2

The view

It did however start after lunch... so in the morning we got to see the wooden church of Kon Tum in all its majestic woodness and got to play with the little kids in the neighbouring orphanage. Crossed over the bridge and were on our way to what was to be the most scenic day of the trip. We climbed and climbed, and were now nearing the Laos border and were riding on the old Ho Chi Minh trail, as

Oh my time just ran out, and I gotta sort out my trip South... haha, Ill finish this as soon as possible!

So, Im back, the trip to the South has been sorted out, and since been enjoyed too. I have some catching up to do, but all in due time! Now in Phenom Phenn, the capital of Cambodia. But first let me finish of the bike adventure...

So, we were on our bikes riding the day away on our hogs. Yang and Laura at the front and Markus and I following close behind. The weather was still excellent, and we were both listening to a killer playlist on our ipod while enjoying the scenic countrysides around us. Awesome!

We stopped off for a lunch in a small village, a really good one at that. This is also the place where yang brought us the somewhat dauning news... we were getting high up in the highlands... the daunting clouds overhead brought the rain. Lots of it. So, being well prepared, Yang provided us with weather gear, all tucked in we braved the thinck mist clouds. The views were magnificent, white mist with lush green jungle climbing up above it. Winding roads leading us to our destination, the kind of roads that Top Gear loves and that BMW willingly films their advents on. Roads that let the mind wander, this in combination with a great sound track made the weather problem miniscule.

We arrived at the last overnight stop befoer Hoi an... wet. As you would expect, we got our room, had a shower and chilled the rest of the day away. Markus had sorted out his dealings with his clients, and to celebrate treated us to a fine dinner of wild bore, crocodile and wild goaty. Excellent, thank you markus!

Day 5...

The rain was far from gone when we woke up, it had gotten stronger in the least. So it was poncho time! The day was to be a 4 hour ride. SO things were all good. Teh scenery was excellent and after a cup of coffee and a Pho we hit the road once again. Me with markus once again, my bum somehow having adjusted to the hard scooter seat. To spice things up, after an exhilirating ride the inevitable happened... a flat tyre/ Yang, somewhat rushed to catch his truck from Hoi an, thus slightly annoyed kept his cool and got us back on the road within 30 min.

I must admit, as beautiful as day 5 was, I was glad to have arrived in Hoi An once again. the poncho had only done so much... I was soaked, cold and longing for that warm shower to get me back to normal temperature... Glorious! We made it. The best 5 days of the trip.

I left that same night on a bus to arrive 24 hours later in the southern capital of Saigon.

written by  ourindochina on January 24, 2008 from Hoi An, Vietnam
from the travel blog: The Indo China Adventure (incl Thailand, Malaysia and Indonesia)
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