
Imagine a tin can on wheels, 20 yr old suspension, hard leather seats and SE Asia’s version of the Eurovision Song Contest playing at full blast. There you have our 22hr bus from Vientiane to Da Nang.


It was HELL. But sometimes you need to go through it to appreciate life. Our heaven was ‘China Beach’, our god was ‘Hoa’.
At Hoa’s Place he and his wife took us in a helped us recuperate. After our ordeal on the bus they welcomed us with a cold beer and a smile. At night they throw communal dinners with all their visitors sitting down and enjoying great homemade vietnamese food together. There is a great vibe here.
Hoa is a tiny vietnamese guy with a big character who speaks english with a unique american accent. He has had his little place on China beach since the early 90′s and now people come all over the world to stay here.
China beach itself is a gorgeous 30km stretch of white sand. This is where american soldiers were sent for r&r during the war.
We only originally planned to stay here for one night but have ended up staying for four!
At night after dinner and a few drinks with new friends we would go swimming in the moonlight. Its the first time I have swam amongst bioluminescent plankton. I can only describe it as swimming with stars.
Lisa x

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