Bon Bien Resort*** Phan Thiet

... de moi ou plutot sur mes genoux vu qu on est deja 25 dans ce minivan. Elle pose alors une petite bassine a mes pieds. Tout va bien jusqu au moment ou je veux mettre un de mes pieds dans la bassine et ou Sylvie me dit:
" Hola Attention Cyril, y a des canards dans la bassine ! "
Pauvre de moi, j ai failli ecraser le souper de la petite veille, les 2 canards commencant a gueuler car ils ont du avoir vraiment peur !
Ah oui j oubliais, les vietnamiens n ont pas arreter de ...

... We didn't feel prepared to spend $90 to rent a minibus to take us, so we resigned ourselves to the 1:30pm bus and made our way to dinner. We chose a lovely restaurant (SukhoThai) on the beach at the hotel next to ours and had a fantastic meal (delicious curry and pizza) by candlelight. A very annoying little French kid (amusingly named Konrad) repeatedly stopped at our table to show us his new prey (first a frog, then a number of crabs). Despite ...

... at 3.30, which was a coach with little beds stacked 2 high, 3 wide along the bus. This was an experience for a 6'5 person scrunched up. Bit scary too as no one realy drives on a particular side of the road, and the bus just ran cars, bikes, trucks and tractors off the road whenever it wanted and blasted its horn continuously as they do whenever overtaking, turning, passing someone on the footpath or the wind changes ...

... buddy. It was quite funny. So back to the beach. We arrived in the evening not long before dusk. The bus dropped us off directly at the hotel we booked. Up until this point we had been very lucky to land ourselves really nice places. This place was right out of an eerie foreign kung fu film. Lola said "is this our new home?" The lighting had a pale green glow to it. I am not sure if it was the paint or the florescent ...

... put the pipe into your tank and emptied the container. It seemed to do the job for the land of the motor scooter! The coastline was quite beautiful just north of town and we stopped to check out the beach before our 5km trip to the towers. When we got there some young kid led us to the towers before an older man turned up demanding money and that we paid for a ticket, he yelled at the little kid and scowled at us and as the towers weren't too interesting we decided to skip ...

... really choppy which is why the place is so popular for all types of surfing. That evening we went in search of somewhere special to celebrate a special occasion - it is Jeans birthday the 10th October.. No it is mine and elaines 6th anniversery so we look to have a really romantic dinner. While we are there starring into eachothers eyes we keep getting rudely interrupted by what we thaught was a really persistent waitress. The strange thing about it was the waitress ...

... your feet and then digging them down to the cooler sand until they stop stinging. The repeat. Next time we won't go in the middle of the day I think. Driving to the train station we both commented that it was a fitting end to our beach adventures in SEA. Although it lacks in some of the physical advantages of Thailand we really enjoyed this stint and were even a bit choked up about leaving. Or maybe it was just a premonition of the upcoming train ride that was choking us up.

... the stall and looked down into the hole, I realized that there was no T.P. and turned around to sprint for salvation. On my way out, Uncle Huy stopped me to ask what was wrong. I said there wasn't any T.P. but I could get some from the car. "No No No, there is!" he insisted, and suddenly a woman camouflaged with dirt/soot stirred, no longer blending into the brown wall behind her. She handed me 2 small brown paper towels, akin to sand ...

... night...atmosphere was Ok to pass time. Come 1am, panick struck as we really thought our bus had eiter forgotten us or we hadn't been booked on properly... Consequently, we would be stranded in Mui Ne with our 3 day tour along the Mekong Delta already booked and paid for from Saigon and thus ruining the remainder of the Vietnam trip. All things rushed through our heads as we waited helplessly on the highway like hitch-hiking, ringing up the company in the early ...

... belongings to decide what we should take with us and trying to find jobs in Taiwan. On top of all this there was a looming complicating factor; Spring Festival. The national Chinese holiday which essentially shuts down the country also occurs in Vietnam we found out (only it is called 'Tet'). Due to this celebration the Taiwanese embassies in both Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh would be shut until the 22nd of February. As a result we wouldn't be able to get our visa application processed ...