It feels like a while since I did a proper travel photo diary, and I couldn't be happier to look back
on the photos from one of my favourite towns we stopped in during our time in Vietnam: Hoi An.
Hoi An itself feels totally different to a lot of Vietnam, calmer. I think it's due to the fact that
the Ancient Town - a perfect example of French Colonial architecture - has survived, and entering
it feels like entering another world, almost like you've gone back in time. Famous for it's tailors,
we wandered around all day in and out of cafes, the boys having to go back and forth to fittings
for the suits they were having made, (I'm now regretting not getting something made!) and it's
the kind of place that makes me smile now when I think about it, which for me means it
was incredible and someday I hope to go back.
We were also lucky enough to be there during the monthly festival of light, where the whole of
the Ancient town turns off every light and only candle light is allowed, with everyone lighting
lanterns to drops into the canal. Magical.