Dec 24, 2006

Nha Trang for 24 hours


As soon as we got off the bus I headed out to find our hotel the Perfume Grass Inn. This turned out to be a really good choice for the money as it is the kind of place we like to stay - small and family run. With the bags in the room we headed straight over towards the beach to check it out and let the boys burn off a bit of steam. Eventually we made our way into a gigantic central square just off the beach where there were lots of other Vietnamese families to play with. Gotta say, I'm not that fond of Nha Trang and I'm glad we chose Mui Ne instead. The beach was much dirtier and the undertow on the beach front was wicked. There were far more touts and the town has (in my opinion) more of a party-hard gritty backpacker feel rather than the laid-back relaxation feel of Mui Ne.


I really like this photo, this lady has such a great smile. She was selling charcoal grilled yams on the side of the street, I got two yams for 3000 Dong, that's 20 cents Cdn. A couple of locals said I negotiated a good deal, apparently most tourist's pay 5000 Dong for one yam. I would have bought more from her (they were really good) but we were eating dinner pretty soon. I don't remember the name of the restaurant we ate in that evening, they had quite a spread of available fresh seafood items laid out and ready for BBQ or however you would like them prepared. Evan wasn't too sure about the head chef, I don't think he has ever seen a hat as tall as that.


With a bit of time to kill the next morning, before we headed out to Cam Rahn Bay airport for the flight to Danang, the boys settled in for a little bit of Bob The Builder. As we were heading out of the lobby on the way to the airport all the kids gathered around this small clay vessel, which had tiny little fish swimming in it. Everywhere you turn in this country, there are thoughtful moments in time where you see beauty that doesn't commonly exist in N. America. You don't see clay pots filled with tiny fish at the local N. American shopping mall.

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