I
am writing this waiting for the plane to take off from Da Nang
Airport on the first leg of the journey home. By the time I am able
to download it into the blog we will probably be home.
We've
had an interesting last day, which commenced with significant rain
overnight heralding the arrival of the predicted storm.
It
didn't deter Jan and I from one last swim in the pool with occasional
rain and some rather odd looks from the security guy wearing a large
rain jacket. He probably thought we were mad.
So
amidst the last mad rushes to various shops to collect orders of
jewellery, shoes, bags and clothes we had to navigate the rain which
occurs quickly and heavily for short periods of time. Often with
bursts of wind, just enough to turn the umbrellas inside out.
The
locals suddenly appear in matching plastic pants, hats and ponchos in
bright colours. Sandbags on roofs and work on drains seemed to imply
that it would be a serious storm. Some of the local stallholders were praying too.
At
some point we all managed to congregate at The Brothers cafe for a
last iced coffee and a view of the turbulent river.
The
last task was to work out whether we needed to post our new purchases
home: fortunately we had a 30 kgm baggage allowance. Some people
headed for the Post Office or had clothes posted home from A Dong or
Yaly. Kerryn's travel scales were a huge hit as we had no idea!
Then
more massages and facials and last Vietnamese banana flower salads,
and finally we jumped on the bus at 3.30pm to head for the Da Nang
Airport
We
were hopeful that our flight wouldn't be delayed and when we reached
the airport some flights had been cancelled due to bad weather.
Despite
some lightning and the world’s slowest check in process (and my luggage weighing a mere 30.5kgms!) we finally
boarded the plane and here I am.
At
the same time, sad and delighted to be going home.
Your
weary traveller correspondent
Dianne