Bach Ma (White Horse) Buon Ma Thuot

... i Da lat som vi sa att vi bodde pa. En fin fint.<br><br> Sa. Upp pa hojjen och ivag bar det av. Vi hoppade av vid ett kloster dar de larde ut meditation, ett valdigt fint stalle, belaget pa ett berg med dunderutsikt over en sjo.<br><br>Nasta stopp var en miniritetsby som kallas Chicken village, eller liknande, en stor jakla Tupp star som staty mitt i byn. Dar fick vi se en kvinna vava, titta lite pa vavningar samt lyssna pa en riktig Romea och Julia historia om ett par ...

... bricks. We passed church that were destroyed by B52s and left standing and we belted down roads that were 6tf wide and nothing but forest around us. We saw some beautiful waterfalls and even went skinning dipping in a remote part of the forest where there wasnt a sinner for miles. It was probably the best day we had on the bikes and it ended in Buon Ma Trout, the capital of the Vietnam central highlands. It was a great experience and we were ...

... here. They didnt know them but its all good they said as we looked around and tried to figure out how many people live in the small hut. We stayed in a guesthouse that night and met up with a few others doing similar trip including the most annoying up his own **** Irish Guy. It has been so long since someone has annoyed me that I couldnt handle it so just went to bed. But apart from that idiot it was a great day. I think the name of the place was Buon Jun<br>

... 2 ways to see the park, on a one day trip either 1 hour on a bout or 2 hours on foot. It's been raining for the last day. Quite heavily overnight actually. <br><br>My guide recommended the boat ride for a mere 20 USD. Just as well we took the boat as it started to pour about 10 minutes later. The boat trip was &#8230; well a boat ...

... tourists. I guess not well maybe they don&#8217;t eat on a small stool in a muddy market. <br><br> <br>Next stop was the Ethnographic Museum. This was a nice walk through town. It was all about the dress a, customs and tools of the surrounding villages. <br><br>Then a lovely walk home in the rain. It hadn&#8217;t rained at all in ...

... you the population of each town which it mentions, something I've always ignored as I don't understand big numbers but I realised that they meant something in relation to each other. Therefore, when I realised that Buon Ma Thout, the next town along the road was 10 times the size of Dalat, I started looking for an alternative. I found it in Lak Lake, other than the natural beauty, accommodation options and photo opportunities, the name also appealed to me so I decided to ...

... the dock for transport. * We stopped at another fishing village for a morning break at a spot that overlooked the fish farms. * A brick factory. * An area in the hills with completely new tree growth... the area was totally destroyed during the American War. * Sweet potatoes drying in a front yard waiting to be bagged and transported. * A wood carver making some beautiful furniture. * We stopped for lunch at this roadside restaurant... Danh says that you can ...

... to survival) and how cashew nuts grow - only one nut to each fruit and the juice around the shell is poisonous which is my they are expensive. We ate a fruit that acts like a steroid and saw a herb that you can use for contraception (I'm dubious). He also showed us how to get oil from sandalwood and exploding tree sap! Finally we saw some domesticated Elephants, sad and beautiful ...

... had a walk through the village and around Lak Lake. Baking hot and unsure of what to do next we popped into a tourist information centre and got some advice and a local map. Tours were expensive so we decided to go it alone. We walked to Le village, where te houses were all traditional 'long houses' built on stilts. Most were pretty old but a few were ultra-modern - concrete with satellite TV! After Le village we walked ...

... and chocolate for us, he was a very sweet guy, he was quite reserved and only really opened up when we would ask him questions. He was in re-education camp (prison) at 16 for 4 years where he said he saw a lot of his friends die of Malaria a very interesting man and he couldn't believe how much we pay for thing in England. Lots more riding in the afternoon, the scenery was beautiful, lots of rice paddies and children ...