We had a nice lie in today before heading down for our breakfast. This was our first taste of what was to come. In place of the blueberry muffins and flat whites we were offered rice, prawns, noodles and ribs. It was all very tasty but very strange for breakfast....even so we loaded our plates keen to try everything on offer in the breakfast buffet. It was funny seeing an elderly English couple near us trying to have an 'English breakfast' with bread and jam and tea. They hadn't touched any of the alternative options.
Breakfast?? |
We'd read in the hotel literature about a nearby boardwalk along the sea front and so we headed straight out to work off the buffet. This was quite a nice walk along the water's edge and it took us past a sailing club, through a wood and past some fishermen It was nice to get a brief view of Singapore life.
Back in the hotel we asked for a later checkout which gave us enough time to go for a swim in the hotel's roof pool before heading back to the airport on the 1.30pm shuttle.
Pool on the hotel roof |
We already had a hunch that the flight to Hanoi was delayed but thought we'd go to the airport on time anyway as the Qantas website was not clear. It turned out however the flight was delayed from 4pm to 8pm. We were given food vouchers so could have a meal and had deliberately packed our swimming kit in our hand luggage and so we went for a swim at the pool in the transit hotel within Singapore airport. The hotel was really clued up and as well as offering towels and complimentary drinks with the swim you could also book into the hotel for 6 hour stopovers if you fancied a quick kip.
Pool in the airport hotel |
We landed in Hanoi at 10.30pm which unfortunately meant we'd missed meeting our guide that night for drinks and a meal with the rest of the group. It felt very strange landing at the airport as I had no idea what to expect from Vietnam and whether I was going to like it. Other than Singapore we'd never been to Asia before and it felt a very big step from westernised New Zealand and Australia. We both have a very basic knowledge of Spanish and so whilst travelling around South America we could decipher signs and menus however at the airport we could see from the signs that Vietnamese was going to be totally illegible.
We needed a visa to enter Vietnam which we'd thankfully arranged before we left but passing through customs felt incredibly authoritative and serious.
A representative of the tour company was there to meet us at the airport but sadly he had very little English and so we couldn't talk to him on route to the hotel. Driving in the dark reminded me of our arrival to Rio de Janeiro at 11.30pm almost 3 months earlier. When it's dark you can't really get a feel for a place and everything seems alien and strange. First impressions of Vietnam where that it was entirely different to the UK and the drivers were crazy !!! It's also strange when you have no idea where you're going and you just have to trust that the driver is taking you to your hotel.
The hotel was on a busy road and when we checked in we weren't sure what to expect and so it was a big surprise when we walked into the bedroom – it was lovely – spacious, warm and beautifully decorated.
Hanoi hotel room |