Luckily, we arrived at the domestic flight terminal on time
only to find out as we were doing the final plank walk down to the plane, that
our plane had just been delayed for reasons unknown. After 2 hours of waiting, they finally
informed us that the plane would be delayed another 3.5 hours. Unfortunately
the lounge that we had access to was located on Floor 3 of the bi-level
terminal.
Convinced that the flight would not actually leave at the
new time, or worse that it would leave whether the issue was fixed or not, we
rushed to cancel our current flight and book on a different carrier who still
had a few flights leaving that evening.
Some confusion around how to actually get our checked bags back and how
much luggage weight we actually needed to buy for the next flight, we helped
navigate the process by trying every type of Vietnamese beer on offer in the
airport cafes and passed the time by researching every Vietnamese trinket and
souvenir at the airport’s gift shops. Our hunger was satiated by the only
vegetarian thing available in the terminal – “French Fried”.
We finally arrived in Da Nang and made our way to the
Anantara in Hoi An. We arrived too late
to go out for dinner either in town or at the hotel’s decent restaurant and
settled for a “Western” pizza cafe by the side of the road, listening to the
hotel staff repeatedly tell us how unfortunate it was that we didn’t arrive
earlier so we could have enjoyed the lantern festivities that had been
specially crafted in honour of that evening’s full moon.
The Anantara, converted from a French colonial prison, was
considered to be among the nicest hotels in Hoi An. Though its design was quite
lovely, and it had a great location, for some reason the room would just not
stay dry. Neither cranking the A/C nor leaving it off made any difference –
everything was quickly covered with a film of humidity.
Looking forward to tomorrow…
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