Finally, a proper night’s sleep! After a string of restless, sticky nights, we both woke up genuinely refreshed in Hoi An—blessed be blackout curtains and that rare, blissful combination of quiet and a comfy mattress. We clocked at least 8 hours for the first time on this trip. Andi, still limping from the Hang Mua …
Woke up with muscle pains from my feet right up to my thighs—a not-so-sweet keepsake from our climb at Hang Mua. That mountain really left its mark on us! Andi’s knee is slowly on the mend, but today’s motto is definitely “short steps only.” It reminds me of when I tried to stroll around Zürich …
Another short night in Vietnam, and especially for Andi, who’s clocking in a grand total of 2.5 hours of sleep. His knee was still giving him grief after our Ninh Binh adventure (Hang Mua Cave, you’ll haunt him for a while), so after breakfast, we decided it was time for a pit stop—not at a …