After six months of backpacking through Southeast Asia moving from bus to hostel to tuk tuk to boat I arrived in Hoi An by complete accident. The plan was to stop for two nights, maybe three. But something shifted in me the moment I arrived. I exhaled. Fully. For the first time in a long time.
I am a hotel marketing expert and content creator. I travel full time for work capturing spaces and places for brands around the world. I have stayed in more hotel rooms than I can count this year but Hoi An felt different. Here I was not just passing through. I was arriving somewhere that quietly asked me to stay a while.
What follows is not a list of things to do. It is a love letter. A little guide from my camera roll and journal pages to one of the most grounding places I have ever known.








