ENTRY BY: Rat
Dennis went on a solo moto yesterday, driving as far as he could without inspiring the ire of the local police and snapping great pics of some tucked away places around Kon Tum. He also got dusty and
muddy from racing up/around/through mountains and rivers, a.k.a. quality backwoods time. I, on the other hand, spent a grueling day reading a book, consuming Vietnamese coffee and pastries at the nearby cafe, painting my toenails, etc. You know, really harsh stuff.
Today, we're back for lunch at a restaurant that's popular with both Kramer and the locals. It's classic small town fare: the food (steamed rice with pork chops, shrimp, one hardboiled egg and veggies) is incredibly tasty, while the setting is bare bones at best.
We were here for lunch instead of dinner because there's an army of miniature Chihuahuas next door that like to run amok at night. Oh, wait, my mistake...those aren't small dogs; they're small dog-sized rats. Oog. They sure do make a lot scritchy scratchy noises when they're trying to squish themselves under the restaurant's corrugated tin wall.
After lunch, it's one last moto ride before we leave. Our goal is two-fold: 1) find a rong
house that's open to visitors (most are locked because the young folk were caught smokin' and carousin' in them), and 2) locate another tree-studded field to buzz around (this time, we've secured the moto key to the moto mirror). We're successful with goal #1, but it gets too late in the day to complete goal #2. So, we satisfy ourselves by watching yet another beautiful atmospheric sunset in Kon Tum.