Duy Tan Hotel Nha Trang

didn't do anything exciting today, apart from try to get rid of my giant insect bite - think it might be a little bit infected as its covering half my leg and is very swollen! the lady at our guesthouse got me some vietnamese ointment stuff for it - hoping that helps!

here are some more photos though!

... where I could pack my bags when she was gone but I didn't do it. Why? It could also be that I have the Stockholm Syndrom, a prisoner who becomes sympathetic to his captor. That is probably more accurate. Either way I'm surprised by this whole predicament.

Another reason I don't leave is that I know she would stalk me. She
knows where I teach and I can see her confronting me after class in
front of my students. Yes, she would stalk me like a wild animal. Hell
hath no fury ...

... had to read though 2 sections and then answer a few questions, on the chapter, we thought it would only take 30minutes at the most, it wasn't until we noticed the 2 sections were 140 pages.

You can work out for yourself what we did for the next couple of evenings, it was like being back at school.First day, Leah was very apprehensive as we all know she isn't that comfortable in water but really wanted to scuba dive.

After the morning in the classroom we headed to the Navy ...

Morgonen borjar som vanligt med en frukost bestaende av agg och brod.

Efter denna smaksensation sa var det raka vagen upp till rummet, borsta tanden samt skydda den svenska kroppen mot solens onda stralar, sedan vantade stranden.

Det blev inte riktigt den skona, flytande dag som man hade trott. Istallet blev det ett krig med havet. Valdigt kul sadant, vagar pa over tva meter slog over en. Man hade inte en suck, langde ...

... spat out the window, smoked on the bus and talked on their cell phones throughout the night.

But the worst part of the trip was the reckless driving. These recycled hoodlums deserve to be lined up and executed summarily. We need to get that guillotine on display at the Hanoi Hilton down here and whack these guys real good. They drive at neck-breaking speed on a narrow highway that is dimly lit and pass truck after truck using the ...

... they want to do everything for you except wipe your butt...
4. Who taught vietnamese women to sniff their men as a sign of affection?
5. The fruit is so good I can't bring myself to use the Vita Mixer that I lugged here.
6. The Vietnamese are not fat like us Americans because they are not constantly confronted and tempted by junk food being shoved in their faces.
7. I'd give anything for a good poop.

... of water that tasted like a swimming pool! She wouldn't refund us so we bought another one from someone else and then she realised we were serious and she did give us our money back!!
We swam in the sea which was a nice temperature - pleasantly warm but still refreshing unlike Halong Bay which was too warm and bathlike!
The rain was pouring down in the evening as we went our for some food so Pete dashed off out of the hotel, I thought he was going to get a taxi ...

... mitico scoouter si parte in direzione sud. Cercando di seguire la costa, finiamo in una strada senza uscita che porta al vecchio poto. Tra case galleggianti e pescatori che riparano le reti e mettono ad essicare al sole il loro pescato. Ritrovata la strada giusta, in quanto ci sono diverse baie e penisole e dopo aver percorso diversi chilometri troviamo la via per arrivare su una spiaggia bianca che tra pochi anni sara' piena di resort gia' progettati ...

... headed over to the seafront (about 30m away) and were overwhelmed by the beautiful white sandy beach and vibrant blue sea with far off islands peppering the horizon. Alice made friends with one of the many Vietnamese boys and girls who walk the beaches selling various bits n bobs that you really don't need. His name was Tsun (at least that's my attempt at how it should be spelt), and I think he enjoyed playing the new game Alice taught to him, thumb wars.

I had started ...

... bit crazy and there was a lot of dancing and gyrating in the darkness of the dance floor. There were four local go-go dancers in their scantily clad outfits repeating the same boring hip moves over and over again (typical Asian “bar girl“ moves), but lots of foreigners turned up to get their dance grooves on as well. For whatever reason this husky woman, quite possibly a rugby player, decided she was going to teach this girls how to pole dance!! Yes, that is what I ...