Chen Sea Resort & Spa Phu Quoc
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... of grilled prawns for Jackie. Evelina didn't want anything to eat and in fact went off to be sick. Nice! Next we went to our restaurant from two nights ago so Jackie could have her Pork & saffron. I had the beef & saffron, whilst Evelina picked at her chicken & saffron. At the end of the meal we packed Evelina off in a taxi, hopefully the next time we see her is in Stockholm and she is feeing better! Next we stopped at a ...
Today was another day of motor scooter exploration. These scooters had much larger engines than the ones we had in Cambodia, just one of the many things that made today fun. We decided that tomorrow we would go scuba diving on the north end of the island. That meant today, we needed to explore the south end. We thought it would be a nice idea to take the coastal road. After we got through the not entirely nice town of Duong Dong (even our overly chipper guidebook ...
... and more than mildly defensive shop manager who, to our hilarity, had incorrectly thought that Helen's outburst had been directed at the quality of her stock! This profanity, sadly, could have more appropriately described the rest of our afternoon searching the unattractive town centre for warm clothing (we ended up purchasing two disturbingly similar looking jackets) before we returned back to the serenity of the resort. Moreover, it was on our return that we kicked ourselves ...
... twenty minutes later. We went down a small dirt track and pulled up outside the hostel, which was one of the coolest looking places I'd stayed at so far. It was all built from bamboo, collected from the surrounding jungle, with the main bar actually built on the riverbank and jutting out onto the river. A little way to the side of it was one of the dorms, designed in the same way so that you would actually be sleeping above the river.
As I paid the tuk-tuk driver and pulled ...
... to the first gauntlet. Hero's hangover was miraculously forgotten when she crashed into a mangrove. My desperate paddling had me move maybe an inch to the left before being hurled into the fast lane and washing machine of the heavy water. Lucky, I escaped, and still aboard my tube. I would learn later that no one had gone right and stayed in their tube before. The flow had us back at Arcadia in just thirty minutes. Tubing in Kampot in a flood had Vang Veing looking like a paddle ...