Valentine's Day 2011
Trip Start May 01, 2010
85Trip End May 01, 2011
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As if this wasn’t enough the driver was going far too fast for the condition of the road and on more than one occasion we found ourselves, literally, thrown in the air. We discovered a few days later, from a couple who’d been on the same journey but on a bus behind us, that our drivers had been drinking and switching places, whilst the bus was in motion, every half hour or so
And so we reached Nha Trang, incredibly early (6am), having had no sleep and feeling more than a little sore and unhappy. We had booked a room in a hostel but, being so early, it wasn’t available yet so we sat in a café next door for 4 hours and had breakfast and a coffee or three. Our room, when ready, was nothing special, and the bathroom was quite awful, but, to be honest, I think we were so tired we didn’t care enough to complain. We settled in and did practically nothing all day, having no energy and feeling more than a little low-spirited with tiredness, homesickness and general weariness. It was a far cry from the Nam Hai and delicious meals with my parents!
We decided we needed something to enthuse us about travelling again and, having heard about ‘Easyrider tours’ and seeing that our hostel offered them, we decided to investigate. Basically this involves a Vietnamese motorbike rider taking you on tour. This ranges from a day tour of the surrounds, to 2, 3, 4, or more days from one location to another. It sounded like a great idea though I had my reservations, the main one of which being that I wasn’t entirely happy entrusting ourselves and all our belongings to a complete stranger
That night Matt took me for a meal at a recommended French restaurant just around the corner and on arrival, it being Valentine’s Day, the waitress brought out a basket of red roses which, I must confess, I couldn’t have been more surprised by. Anyone who’s met Matt will know he’s not the most romantic of fellows and I’ve learnt never to expect such things (in fact in our not far short of 3 year relationship he has never bought me flowers… up till now). I was rendered speechless for a while before I found the words to thank him and he insisted that he didn’t know who they were from, taking some of the romance out of the situation! We had a lovely meal and even treated ourselves to a glass each of wine.
Next morning we met with the Easyriders and, much to their dismay, had to turn down the opportunity. We had decided the night before that although it was something we were interested in, it would be more sensible to start the journey from Dalat, the city in which Easyriders originated, and where there was lots to see on a day tour, thus giving us the opportunity to ‘test drive’ our guides and see if we felt comfortable to do a longer tour.
Then we hit the beach. A rather beautiful beach and in fact one of the nicest, in terms of sand, sea and sun, that we’ve experienced all trip. We spent several hours trying to top up our rather pathetic tans before heading for lunch at a great, and cheap, nearby café. We had a little walk around the resort town and not liking it much, sorted our bus to Dalat for the next morning and then went to try out some of the bars we’d seen dotted around.
Several 2 for 1 bellinis later and we found ourselves in an Indian restaurant just over the road from our hostel. I’m fairly confident I can speak for both of us in saying that it was one of the worst curries we’ve had. Neither of our dishes (a vindaloo and something similar to a rogan josh) were even remotely spicy and practically devoid of flavor as well. Once again our instinct never to trust Lonely Planet food or accommodation recommendations was confirmed.
Next morning we left bright and early and had an easy 4 hour journey to Dalat.