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From Hanoi we took a hard sleeper train to Da Nang with a carriage full of locals and an equal number of cockroaches. We’d obviously been spoilt by the excellent Chinese trains but once the earplugs in we soon slept our way through the countryside. Arriving in Da Nang to a torrential downpour we made our way to Hoi An, a historic riverside town. It would have been better described however as ‘The Venice of Asia’ as the river had burst its banks and flooded several blocks cutting off many guesthouses and restaurants. After a few Tsunami flashbacks we checked into a nice multi-storey hotel, far, far from the waterfront. Unfortunately most the sights were out of bounds due to the flooding so we quickly headed to Nha Trang for some much needed beach time. We had hoped to take a day trip to surf Charlie’s point but found we were around month too early for suitable waves so contended ourselves with lazing by the pool and reading our extensive library of photocopied books.