This morning we finally sold the bike. 200 long-awaited American dollars were handed over by New Yorker Norman and his Vietnamese girlfriend. It wasn't as much as we'd hoped but we were glad to finally be able to move on.
I showered and got hooked on back-to-back episodes of Glee (I know!) while Matt went in search of bus tickets to Mai Chau. They were originally twice as expensive as we'd thought they'd be and so he trailed from place to place trying to find out the best price. He eventually realised that they were all just continually calling the same place and so came back to our hotel to book them from there.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful: the highlight being our search for machine lubricant for my Ladyshave and Matt's multi-tool so probably best not to dwell on that too much.
We spent the evening at our favourite haunts for our celebratory goodbye to Hanoi. We went to Beer Hoi 45 again for our last few jars and then popped to the noodle stall at the end of our road to squat on teensy stools and stuff our faces. After several days of waiting to leave, it was almost sad to be finally going.
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