After getting up we went downstairs and hired bikes again, because today we were going to an open air war museum (some random Vietnamese guy invested all his money into making a real life village of how it would have been during the US war). George was navigating as he was riding pillion, once again he took us the wrong way, in fact he took us in a U-turn... We did get back on track, going through a massively busy market in the process. Another kilometre on and the bike that George and I were riding lost power, we got it going again but I swapped to pillion on Robs. We were going down a side track when it stopped again, this time for good, after trying to restart it a couple of times and checking a couple of things we realised it was out of fuel, even though the bike said 1/4 left. Rob and I rode for 10 minutes to find a garage, where we filled up a bottle with petrol, as I was ridding pillion I had the privilege of holding the bottle, for the rest of the day my hands stank of fuel. Back at the bikes we filled up George's bike and rode on, after half an hour searching for the museum we still hadn't found it so gave it up as a bad job and went for a coffee by a lake. George had tea, whilst Rob and I had iced coffee (effectively a double espresso with ice), all of this for 60p. We rode back to the hotel, picked up our stuff then started walking towards the bus depot. On the way we stopped at a restaurant for brunch, beef noodle soup. At the depot we had to wait half an hour, I really needed the toilet so went on a hunt but found nothing so I hid behind one of the buses and just went against the wall, I obviously hadn't hidden well enough as I heard a whistle and a shout and saw a man coming towards me, he was coming down one side of the bus so I legged it down the other, a lucky escape. The journey itself was sketchy as anything, the driver drove like a madman, overtaking at any cost. Along the road we were travelling I saw the remains of 3 crashes, 2 of them involved buses and the front ends in both cases were in tatters, after that I looked out sideways instead of the front.The journey to Hue took 4 hours and when we arrived we rocked up at the backpackers hostel, they had 3 beds but only in separate dorms so we looked elsewhere, we settled on 'Why Not? Hotel' which charged the same price but proper rooms, also thrown in was a free beer at their restaurant, we also got free shots at another place, we went there, got the free drinks and left. We had our dinner at a well recommended place but 2 hours later George and I were still hungry (as we were still a meal down), so we went to another place and has another rice dish because it had 10% off between 9-11pm. Afterwards we went to another pub, this time because there was free pool, we got talking to a Cambodian tour guide who might hook us up with some voulenteering at a school when we pass through.
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