Friday (yesterday) was a total nightmare. I'll start by telling you our initial plans for the day -and then tell you everything that went wrong in between!
The plan was: To cycle to the beach at 6am and get some sun, and then followed by a quick visit to the tailors for Helena to collect her clothes before going back to the hotel for breakfast (ends 10.30am!). She'll then head for the train station at noon, while i would have 6 more hours to idle until my bus to Nha Trang in the evening.
We started off on target at the beach but everything went awry for Helena right after that. The 2 women at the tailor shop turned nasty and intimidating when she rejected 1 item that was poorly made. They insisted that it was already done and there was no changing of minds and she'd have to pay full price for it. After an hour of haggling and cajoling and argument they still wouldn't bulge. (we had paid them for the rest of the items and they refused to hand them over!) Thugs! One thing led to another, and i had to threaten to go to the police (and carry it out!) to ask for help because our hotel "
would really like to help but we are sorry we can't interfere", as they told me apologetically. "
The police might help but they don't speak English". Rights.
With a bit of luck, i found myself at the police station trying to explain to a very sweet and patient cop (who was one of the 3 out of the100 police officers that could speak English in Hoi An and happened to be on duty) how we were being bullied by some nasty women -just as well i played up the damsel-in-distress bit -hey i had to! :-). Anyway, even with the gallant policeman on our side, it was easier said than done trying to summon them to the station as they gave all sorts of excuses such as "i'm not dressed for the police station" - great irony and humour from a tailors shop??!!, "my boss is not here" etc or simply ignored our phone calls!
2 hours later at noon, we finally emerged from the police after reaching a settlement! Then it was a mad rush back to the hotel so Helena could rush to the train station for her trip back to Hanoi. Just when we thought we had all the morning's stress put away, we hit more problems with Helena's train ticket - the booking office booked her a wrong seat and she had to end up paying more even though it was no fault of hers - poor girl, it just wasn't her day!
Anyhow, that left me with only a couple of hours to get packed up and ready to leave Hoi An. After much faffing about with the bus going round the whole of Hoi An to pick up passengers, we were finally on our way.
13 hours later, i arrived in Nha Trang on saturday, 7am. I had survived a hot and stuffy 13 hour bus journey sandwiched between 2 big, lanky caucasians and enduring some really loud this-is-my-lifestory type conversations between a couple of Canadians in front of us -ugh. Didn't sleep a wink. Too squeezy! but hey - only USD$8!!
I've never been so glad to get off! So how's that for a budget bus ride? You really pay for what you get
;-)
so anyway, its been exhausting - its been the most stressful, and dramatic 24 hours i've had for a long time so i'll be sleeping early tonight.