Train ride flat tires and a few miles, and a accident

I was up early and headed off to meet up with the others at their hotel then we were off to the train station for the first leg of the journey north, we would be coving about 120km then on the bikes for around 100km, after we arrived and Elise arranged for the bikes to come with us we loaded up them up and found our seats, coffee for the others and some food for the ride and we were off. The new fellowship had started, the gathering of a new multi national cycling team. Canadians, Americans and a kiwi.
The train ride was pretty uneventful, the train rolled through the hills that we would have had to ride over. It still took us a couple of hours on the train, but in the end we rolled into the train station and unloaded the bikes and got ready to head away, we had 90km to do, 50km on state highway one and then we turned off onto One D for 40km up the coast to our first stop of Quy Nhon.
I think we made it 20km out of town when we had our first stop for a flat tyre, bit of a break then back on the road again, the four with the panniers formed a nice little line and they each took turns being out the front of the peloton, with my trailer I don’t give much wind draft it seemed so I just moved up and down the line to make sure they were all working hard, saying that the pace was a bit slower then I have been doing so I kept having to adjust my speed so I did not disappear off into the distance. It all worked pretty well non the less.
Katrina who had had the flat earlier in the day got another one on the same tire again so I offered up one of my mountain bike tires so hopefully no more flats for the day, luckily it ended up being the case.
Once we were off the main highway the roads and traffic improved a lot, we were able at times to ride side by side and chat with each other, which helped pass the time. We passed golden sandy beaches with colorfully painted anchored boats, people going to and fro in round dinghy’s. The road snaked along the coast for 40km till we finally arrived at Quy Nhon our final destination for the day.
We saw an accident on the way, not it happening just the aftermath of one, someone had been struck by a truck, they looked like a older person and had died at the scene, there was no covering the body as you would probably find in New Zealand, it was on show for the crowd that had gathered, the police were there but nothing seemed to be happening. We all rode passed it in silence, it’s the only thing you can really do and carried on towards our goal.
We arrived just in time, we pulled up at the hotel and then the heavens opened up and down came the rain. After showers and a bit of a cleanup we headed out for dinner and were joined by a young Vietnamese girl who Katrina had befriended, it makes life a lot easier having someone there who can speak the language.