With half of the journey completed, I suggested that we lunch at Da Nang. It's not a pretty city at all: one of those neither-here-nor-there types. I'm not even sure if it has any heritage value. Ever since taking over Hoi An's role major port, the city has probably never looked back and is trying to catch up with the likes of Hanoi and Saigon. So think of a city that's trying to modernize but still has a long way to go as well as enough people to make the city noisy and congested but not enough to make it vibrant and you'll be pretty close to Da Nang.
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As agreed, Lionel taught me how to ride the motorcycle. I'd ask him to run me through the mechanisms of the vehicle before we even started on our excursion so I could observe whilst he drove the outward leg. True to his word, it's damn fucking easy. Oh my god! It's so different being the person holding the steering handles and having the wind blown at you rather than being blocked by the driver. I notched an average of 60 km/h and we got back to Hoi An before long. Learnt a new skill today! Tres proud!
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