Vietnam here we come

We left Hong Kong still feeling very jet lagged and made our way across the border back into China to get an overnight bus to Nanning. But as before, with every journey we take comes a story... or two. The bus was fine, definitely more comfortable than a plane as you have a bed and duvet although the bed was only about 1.6m long, fine for me but meant Colin had to sleep very scrunched up. Luckily we were still tired from the flight so slept okay.
On our bus we had a couple in their 40's and as soon as the bus departed, the woman sat on the man's bed and they spent the first 20 minutes whispering to each other, laughing and kissing. Then they got ready for bed, leaned over and kissed each other again a few times. When they lay down I thought they were done, but the next 20 minutes they did the whole "I plant a kiss on my fingers and transfer to you and then you do the same" and so forth. Once that stopped they would occasionally open their eyes, peep at each other and laugh. The lovey dovey couple eventually stopped and slept. The morning routine was just as "sweet". They each took a bread roll and fed each other and with the water, the lady sipped and squirted some in the man's mouth. It was so bizarre to see them acting like this on a bus full of people watching them. My theory is that their love was once forbidden, so now there's no holding back for them.
Our bus arrived quite early in Nanning and after buying train tickets we had most of the day left to explore the city. Only problem was there wasn't much to see and we were still quite tired so we spent a lot of time in the waiting room.
The next part of our journey to Vietnam was an overnight train from Nanning to Ha Noi. We had a few hours at the borders and a slight problem with my passport. The Chinese officials had a list of countries and Portugal wasn't on there. I had three people ask where I'm from and they didn't recognise Portugal at all. I repeated myself a few times to each person and then they'd say the word Portugal after me in a really funny accent and with a confused expression on their face. I was preparing for my Cristiano Ronaldo impressions, but thankfully didn't need them as eventually they figured it out from reading my Chinese visa.
Got to Ha Noi station at 5am.