The Palms Phan Thiet

... done, we gimped back to the hotel room, feeling paralyzed, and cried ourselves to sleep. Tara is still sore from her tiny-girl-massage, but I assured her that I am in much more pain from my Moose-massage.
Overall, we really had a great time here in Mui Ne. We took a short tour to see the different colored sand dunes and rented pieces of plastic from the locals to slide down them. It was actually a lot of fun! We also met a really nice English couple, Bob and Angela, and spent ...

... as we had brought half the dunes back in our clothes then we chilled for half an hour and got some lunch whilst waiting for our bus. The bus to the next place Nha Trang took about 5 hours and we saw an awesome sunset on the way. So that's about it for Mui Ne entry, was an awesome place and was very nice to chill for a day or two, Nha Trang is party town apparently so I'm sure you'll hear tales in the next entry. Loads of love and kisses Emmas xxx

... I visited four times during our stay. With all of the kite activity on the water it was unsafe to swim for most of the afternoon so in the morning we would head out for a wonderfull morning dip in the waves. This was the calmest time of day the waves still large enough for the girls to body surf and play mermaid games. In the evenings after the kites started returning to shore we also ...

... sleeping here and spending our days over there. It was fabulous! We spend most of our days at the Mui Ne Sailing Club, a beautiful, quaint resort owned by some Aussies and got the most incredible foot massages at the Bamboo Resort next door. The staff there were first rate, and every time we ordered something they would ask us our room number. We would always smile and answer, we're just visiting...:-) We wanted to start saying we ...

... beaches! It didn't take us long to find what would become our local boozer. Lam Toms I think it was called and it had the cheapest beer and seafood in town all with a sea view. We sat next to some Russians who were just starting to warm up with 10 empties of Saigon Green in front of them. It was 4pm after all on Christmas Eve. We tried to match them but gave up after two. We stayed in our hotel restaurant for dinner that night, it turned out to be one of the most ...

... boy, maybe 10 years old. He led us down a stream that ran a muddy orangy colour. It wasn't until further up stream that I realized why the water was the funny colour. The sand was red! There were fantastic red and white banks of sand along the stream. The boy stopped walking at one point and we had to convince him to take us the rest of the way to the "pirate ship". He then talked about a water fall, 'not so beautiful', but he led us ...

... that you just never know until you get there as we became somewhat attached to this place. We're not entirely sure why, but we stayed longer than anticipated and had to practically rip ourselves away from it. We think this had a lot to do with low season. There was almost no one on the beach or in the restaurants or in the resorts. Which made the fact that it was somewhat overdeveloped irrelevant. It might have been that we had friends here to hang out with ...

... Sasha and Andrew!) as it was amazing, chilled on the beach, beautiful setting, bungalow just 25 pounds a night (!), massages for 5 pounds and nobody there...result! We managed to learn some Vietnamese too from the lady at the beach bar..



At Mui Ne, its not all beach -they are famous for their incredible red and white sand dunes! We decided to get a ...

... some of their old neighbors from nearly 40 years prior were still in their former homes or living nearby. Several chance meetings occurred and my grandparents and Mom were overwhelmed with emotion. I had the sense that Grandpa did not want to remain there long and be continually reminded of the losses he suffered. Apparently when they sold their homes and land before moving, their property sold for $3Mil VND, an astronomical figure ...

... to be true happy hour mojitos and a special house shot of licquor. Combined with a set of hammocks, a basket swining chair and an Arabit sheesha pipe (fruit tobacco smoked via burning charcoal on foil at top of an ornate pipe with water as a filter)...how relaxing was that... very nearly drifted off into a deep sleep but food had to be had befroe clubbing at a lcoal's favourite called Hollywood Now. Arriving relatively early on, we were probably the opnly group of ...