Datraco Hotel Da Nang

... drove down a coast road for about 5 km & there are several high end beach resorts that are being built. For example, Hilton has a huge piece of property right on the beach. After she showed us the airport, built in 1965, I am not sure how the tourists will arrive.

After about a 10 minute bus ride, we were dumped out in the middle of town. We all hopped onto our own personal rickshaw. It was a tricycle with 2 wheels in the front & 1 wheel in the ...

... drumming and a martial arts exhibitions from a local school. It was a lovely clear night too, perfect conditions for the celebration.

Aside from the day we arrived, we had great weather, so this was my first real beach time. There's a long expanse of white sand, fringed with palm trees, and I pretended I was also a guest at the hotel, joining Sarah for days of lounging, reading, swimming, walking, yes indeed, life is tough, I ...

... from my bike as I overtook him. Which I noticed whenever I had to pull in and wait for him to catch up. It was very amusing.
The water was actually a little bit too warm if you’ll believe it. When it’s as hot as it was in Hoi An you want to jump into some nice freezing sea like at home but all you get with the water off the coast of Vietnam is water as though you’re in a bath and it’s beginning to get to that point where you’re thinking about getting out ...

Weeks 27-29 – 8 – 26 September 2009

At the start of this three-week period, there was still what we regarded as fairly extensive floods, but the locals referred to it as "little water", the clear inference being that worse, perhaps much worse, is still to come! Nevertheless, the streets in Old Town were flooded enough for enterprising boat owners to be taking people for rides around the normally dry streets. The bridge across to An Hoi was nearly ...

... out the mopeds). My Son was once a religious centre (circa 4th Century) consisting of temples and cham sculptures. Today, there remains some great ruins with loads of Cham sculptures still intact and on display. It was heavily bombed during the war but managed to survive after a French blokey asked Eisenhower to stop bombing it cos of the Cham sculptures. The surroundings are beautiful (it's set in the middle of the jungle) and it was ...

... just to eat some crackers......those didn't even feel good! I got home hit the John and went to bed in pain. I was up and down all night. The next morning I called in sick for worship and stayed home to sleep it off, whatever it was. But see whatever it was decided not to get slept off, no no no. It gave me a fever and landed me on my back all day and night. I threw up once, but that only made things worse. Poor Theresa came ...

... and a mix of little meats with a chicken leg. I looked over at what the ladies were eating. It was mostly a bowl of rice and some vegetables. Some had noodles. None had any meat dishes. The women ate quietly, patiently, slowly as though it were their last meal and they were trying to make it last. I was enlightened by their connection with food. I could feel their appreciation for it. If they spoke they would say how thankful they are for the ...

... educational system. He now goes to High School in Oregon, but the kids amazing. He's studying spanish right now and is doing well at it. The guys goin to be tri-lingual! Lucky! Anyways, he called me to go work out at a gym. So I said alright. I met him there and was laughin as I walked in. First, we were the biggest dudes in there. Second, the machines were kinda janky (janky means a lot of things, but in the ...

Last day in Danang!.. I'm going to miss everybody here. after finally meeting your family for the first time, i's crazy how close you get to them in 4 days. Yesterday we went hiking up a mountain to a really beautiful view. After we went to the beach - nobody was there! Apparently nobody in Vietnam goes to the beach before 4:00 because it's too hot... I ...

Ouf, Quel premiere nuit....Maman a ete malade a 2hrs du matin. Je n'ai jamais vu Annie si malade depuis que je la connais. Outch! Tourista, baby. Yohan, lui, se porte assez bien. Pas evident de decoder ce que ca veut ses petites betes-la, par contre! Quand ca se met a crier, cosse que monsieur veut dire? J'ai mal aux oreilles? Ma bouffe goute le caca? Papa pue de la bouche? C'tune blague.... Il ne fait pas ses nuits, mais se rendort assez ...