My Son

We cannot believe how fast time is going and suddenly, we are cramming everything inot a couple of weeks. After yesterday's ride to Hai Van Pass and the Elephant Waterfall, we back up again to do My son, which is about 50 lms from Hoi An, but may as well be a hundred miles because we are still sore from yesterday. We are up early and head off about 6 am to beat the morning tourist rush and it is well worth it. The sunn is rising and the mist is haning over the rice fields as we head north out of Hoi An... through small villages and then up a side track and suddenly we are on the main freeway (Vietnam style) and into Quang Nam township. About an hour later, we fall off the bikes at a little cafe just on the outskirts of My Son for a quick cup of coffee. The mountains are a beautiful backdrop as we ride up a paved driveway with lush green vegetation and small babbling brooks. Ahn and Hoa drop us at a small paved path which leads to the ruins. They tell us the ruins are over 1400 years old .... My God, we say, Australia is only 200 years old!!. The boys head back to wait for us at a little cafe and we head off into the wilderness to explore the ruins. It is amazing to think they have been standing for so long, although sne are in a state of disrepair........once again we take a thousand pictures and head back to have a cold drink with the boys before heading home to Hoi An. The pictures teel the story......