I thought I would check my website see if I was getting any visitors the other morning only to find I could not access it. Not on my computer, not on my phone or any other computers. What the hell was going on. After over 2 hours of panic searching on the web convinced my site had been hacked I finally found the problem.
Hobolife had been closed down!!!
The cramped mini bus pulled over. I checked my offline maps on my phone. We were literally 5 minutes or 2 kilometers from where we could be dropped within walking distance of most guest houses. Instead we are dropped off in the middle of some vague street with a gaggle of tuk tuk drivers waiting to over charge us to take us to our digs. The bus company was prepared and had their own minibus ready to scalp us themselves. I pushed through and spoke too a tuk tuk driver. He was going to charge me twice as much as the mini bus. Fuck him. So me and another backpacker shared the mini bus to our digs.
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Right I’ll be truthful here and admit that before coming to Hoi An (which I am sure is just a misspelling of Hanoi) I went to the beach resort of Nha Trang. Big mistake. Imagine Benidorm only twice as hot and 80% humidity. It was as bad as that. I had booked 3 nights there so I tried to find something interesting and found just one old temple. Its supposed to be a party place but even the kids sharing the dorm who’s conversation evolved around who had taken what drugs and how much struggled to find something to like about Nha Trang.
Only one thing to see in Nha Trang. This is it an old temple. You can move on now I have just saved you a fortune..