Sometimes the weather gets the better of you. And it’s okay when that happens. Do the best that you can, but it’s no failure if rather than sucking it up, you want to curl up in the hotel room.
After the highs of Hoi An we headed a little way up north to another central Vietnamese city – Hue. As soon as we were over Hai Van Pass, there was rain. And we didn’t see the last of that rain until we were headed back south a few days later.
I know what you’re thinking – you’re from London, you should be used to the rain! Well, I am. Sort of. Living in Bahrain has made me soft! And the rain’s the main reason why 99% of the photos from Hue are from the inside of the Imperial City…
On the central coast of Vietnam is the city of Hoi An. Known for it’s well-preserved Ancient Town, food and amazing mix of architecture, it was our first destination on the trip to Vietnam. After a brief one night stay in Saigon. I’m just going to let the photos do the talking for a little while.
It’s just shy of a week since returning from Vietnam and I’m still sitting in a sea of photos waiting to be processed. Digitally. Occasionally the task of sorting through and processing the photos can feel like, well, a task, but it’s so much fun re-living all the memories while they’re still fresh. I think the sorting process gets elongated because every now and then I’ll take a ‘break’ to just scroll through the photos in Lightroom to see what’s to come.
Thirty-six. That’s how many hours we had in Dubai this weekend. And I think we made the most of it. It’s not long at all. And I’d made various lists of places to see and eat. Sure it was a little disappointing not being able to tick as many things off. BUT nothing beats some time away from home – feeling that holiday feeling. It’s been so long. (not counting that little trip to London)
Struggling to really figure out how to start this post on my holiday to America. It’s been a couple of weeks since returning from the States and feels like memories of the holiday are already starting to get a little bit blurry.
I had an amazing, if a little exhausting, time. Not one moment was spared. We, perhaps, had a couple of hours one afternoon where we truly were doing nothing. But other than that, every single day in the full two weeks were spent doing something or another. (If we were in Portland, that “doing something” was one of two things – eating or drinking.)
So rather than some long-winded tale, how about some sort of photo story? I’ve posted a few photos of the trip on my Instagram, but here there are a few more than I’ll be posting here. (Warning, there are a LOT of images behind this cut – so the page may take a little while to load.)