Our last day in Da Nang, we attempted a short run around 7:30 AM. However, we only made it about 2 miles as the heat and humidity made the run unbearable. So we ended up back at our favorite breakfast spot for the week for a meal.

After breakfast, we packed up our stuff and relaxed before our check out time. Even though our host said it should be fine, we had to negotiate with the receptionist to allow us to leave our bags for a few hours. After some broken English and google translate, he let us leave our bags for 3 hours and had to pick them up around 2 pm. We headed for our last massage in Vietnam and ended up receiving the hot stone added to our massage for free. We think it was maybe because we were repeat customers but weren’t entirely sure. And we had our picture taken once again. Maybe we’ll end up on their website, or maybe it was just for her own reference? We noticed a lot of tourism oriented folks around the world like to keep pictures of their guests.

We both agreed this was probably our least favorite massage of the trip but was still nice as we prepared for our flight that evening. We headed back to the Airbnb to pick up our bike and return it to Tigit. There was a group of Russians that were prepping some dirt bikes for their trip along with a Canadian returning his bike after driving from Hanoi to Da Nang. He kept trying to get them to give a written confirmation or picture evidence that the bike was returned in good condition but it seemed like he was having a hard time getting that across to the rental company. Though it was crazy because the guy just took the keys and helmets from us and said we were good to go without verifying everything was good from the bike standpoint. We trusted that everything was fine so didn’t go on the same push as the Canadian to get written confirmation.

We ubered back to the Airbnb and grabbed our bags before enjoying our last taste of Vietnamese cuisine, a bahn mi sandwich. I’m not sure if we just didn’t go to a great place, but it wasn’t my favorite. The bread was the best part though it was basically just a French loaf. My take away from Vietnam food would be their coffee. Because it is strong, they only serve a small glass. I usually got it with milk and would probably say it has become my favorite coffee drink we’ve had around the entire world.

After our quick lunch break, we headed to the airport. Grant nor I was actually paying attention on the drive so we accidentally got dropped off at the domestic terminal instead of international. It was just thankfully a short walk over to the international terminal. Standing in the check in line, there was a group of Argentinians that seemed to be on the struggle bus. Several of them had three plus bags and were dumbfounded when they had to condense the number of bags when their carryons were too heavy. The line was initially short behind us, but due to the language barrier they struggled to move through the process quickly and backed up the line. (They would also do this as they boarded the plane). While waiting for our flight, Grant finished the video below to summarize our motorbike adventures throughout the week.

Our flight to Cambodia was probably the most interesting one on the trip so far. The flight had been initially pushed due to maintenance issues. The plane was a turbo prop plane and they had us board from the back of the plane. Once on, we noticed the seat in front of us was broken and if the lady slightly moved back it would fall backwards and almost hit Grant. Our armrest was taped with duct tape and upon landing in Siem Reap, several overhead bins popped open (no bags fell out though). Thankfully the flight was less than two hours and I was glad to be on safe ground!