19.03.2010 - 21.03.2010 33 °C
So we arrived in Nha Trang at 6am, tired, grouchy, and with that magical sheen that bus travel gives a backpacker. Luke’s favourite thing is to get to a place and find accommodation; my favourite thing is to have a bed booked and get into it. However we figured that as we got in early, we had some time up our sleeves to hike around and find a cheapo room.
We went to the Blue Sky Hotel, and the Nice Hotel (creative names, yes?) and settled on the Golden Hotel, all very close to the beach. We did not, as I thought we would, go into the room and flake out, but we dumped our stuff, put sunscreen on, and headed to the beach. We paid about $1 USD each for one of those umbrella/table/recliner setups that you see in the photos, and nabbed a prime spot as we were so early. It was super overcast but it soon cleared up. Then came the exe drinks, snacks, and good times! It was a perfect way to spend a super tired day; I read a book and Luke snored gently to the sound of the sea… haha he did that on the bus too. At about 5pm, we left the beach; hard day at the office, and then went out for a delish seafood dinner.
The next day was snorkel day! We booked an unboozy trip out to three islands for snorkelling. It was great; we love to snorkel! Luke is emphatically not a mouth breather so it was a little struggle at first, but after some splutters we were fine. I, of course, was a natural… haha! We saw about a million different types of fishes (we swum with the fishes), and a turtle swimming along (slowly… damn those children’s stories), which was a highlight. We then had a night on the turps, and turps is probably a bit too close to the truth of what we were drinking. We were on the buckets… but never again. The next day I was sick and Luke had massive holes in his memory. Tough times! Relaxing day at the Louisiana Brew House, some expensive food and several pots of beer (for Luke) sorted us out.
We didn't mind Nha Trang; it is over touristed and full of young white people wanting to get drunk, but they are easy enough to avoid and the long stretch of beach is convenient and pretty, one of the best we've experienced (see Vung Tao - ugh) And we lurrrrrrved snorkelling!
Then it was off to Da Lat, which we have only heard good things about. A bus through some areas where a road is a far off theory (one memorable part was going backwards for a while, no apparent reason. Then there was the truck that had tipped over in the middle of the road, the driver scowling on the side of the road holding his arm). It took 5 hours for 100km - same distance from Geelong to Melbourne; tough times. I was feeling a bit ill on the bus but put it down to travel sickness and terrible roads; but no, it was the other type of travel sickness, brought on by many germs and bad food, probably. So last night and today were fun, with me lying in bed feeling sorry for myself, and Luke also feeling a but under the weather. We just went out for my first meal in 24 hours; good times. We have had to extend Da Lat by a day, tomorrow is our tour of the countryside around Da Lat, on an Easy Rider; a big bike where someone drives you around. Ace, we are looking forward to it. Here’s hoping I feel better! xx