We came to Vietnam with the intention of moving here and finding jobs teaching English. Then we discovered workaway (volunteering a few hours a day for free room and board) and decided that could help finance our travels so we could go longer and farther. As much as I love Vietnam, we ultimately choose to leave and get the opportunity to see more places instead of just staying put in one (even if that place is my favorite in the world)
Instead of hitting the job circuit, we spent 2 weeks in Hoi An just lounging and relaxing. I've already written a blog about Hoi An from when we stopped before Thailand so I won't go into detail again. (www.inbetweendreams.travellerspoint.com/4/)
This trip was different. We did straight nothing and I loved it. We only went into the tourist trap of Ancient town twice, once at night to enjoy the lanterns and another to buy some new books. We met some great people at our guesthouse and got in some quality pool and beach time, had some good good eatin, and lingered in cafés enjoying the best coffee in the world. We had a brief scare because our favorite restaurant, My Canh, was knocked down. Staring at the pile of rubble, tears literally began swelling in my eyes. Should we just leave Hoi An now? How could we stay without My Canh? This struggle was real. As luck would have it while we were sullenly driving into town I caught a glimpse of the same My Canh sign just a bit down the road. Was this a mirage? A mean horrible trick? Nope, they just moved locations and a bigger and better My Canh existed. All was right again. Hoi An, you have my heart. We will meet again.