Before breakfast, I prepared my bike for leaving when the hotel clerk arrived and was worried if I was about to leave. When I sat down for breakfast, I understood, why: he had brought soup from outside for me for breakfast! (The normal breakfast was toast, fried egg and vegetables). Then the colleague who so far had made the night shift also arrived. We even made some photos and connected on FB.
I left in the light rain and strong wind that accompanied me most of the day. Most of the day, the route ran on small and calm streets. The wind slowed me down anyway, but those streets most of the time, too. It was a lesson in being patient and persistent, because most of the time my “speed” was only 12-13km/h, more was not possible. But partly, the streets were not only calm and lonely, they brought me to picturesque landscapes
and for ~40km, I came along many religious buildings, maybe tombs (they reminded me on yesterday). Many were beautiful or at least in a beautiful scenery. I only could take a picture when I made a rest under an archway to escape the rain for opening my bag to get out food.
I later tried to find out more, but found only Vietnamese sites, at least with one video of a few of these ensembles. (Lăng mộ làng Kế Môn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9ylvQhXItk)
In the early afternoon, it stopped raining for a while, even the streets became a bit dry for some time.
But even now, my glasses became wet fast, just because of the foggy humidity.
I hadn’t found a hotel to book in advance, but on the komoot map, one was shown exactly in the middle between Hué and Dong Hoi. I went there, and “of course” (?!) there was nothing.
I continued my tour and at least over the next 5km, saw enough good spots for wild camping. There were mainly two reasons why I didn’t just stop and camp.
One was the wetness, my clothes on my body and in my bags were moist, the tent would be it in the morning. And I was delayed with my diary, videos and most important; planning, because of the new cargo ship route to Australia.
So I went on to the next small city, were also some hotels should be. After a bit of driving around, I found a hotel. I overcame my resistance to take a shower at 17°C in the room, arranged all things I could need around the bed and jumped in it. After a while, I warmed up again ?
a raincoat can endanger your life when in the wrong place 