Hoi An, Vietnam

Icy coconut cream, thick and smooth in texture, titillates my mouth. Earthy, dark robusta Vietnamese coffee follows as it consoles my morning weariness. Heat rising, we gaze onto a bustling Hoi An street draped in lanterns and dangling bougainvillea. Chris poses with some enthusiasm, donning his newly begotten fashionable accessories.

Earlier, we lazed around a peaceful garden tucked in behind working Buddhist temple. Street vendors invite tourists to open their wallets and their hearts. Smothered by their kindness, who wouldn’t want to? We feast at lunch on savory, fresh cuisine washed down by local beer.Okumaya devam et