Back on the sleeper train from DaNang, this time with an older couple and then two middle aged, loud chatting men and a five year old boy. Needless to say, the sleep wasn’t great and 5:30am in Hanoi saw us bleary eyed, wandering through the streets, looking for the Kangaroo Cafe and a vague hope of getting straight onto a HaLong Bay tour at 8am.

Unsurprisingly, the cafe wasn’t open by the time we arrived at 6:30, so we grabbed a coffee and leeched some wifi to check for emails and nearby hostels. Turns out the kangaroo cafe tour was full, so we grabbed a local hostel and just showered and got our shit together.