Squid. They’re incredibly smart creatures, like pigs, so I always feel bad whenever I eat them. (Unlike cows, which are essentially walking carrots with a gas problem.) But sadly for squid, they don’t have the “Bunny Factor” and I’m a hypocrite, and we were at a fishing village at the outskirts of Nha Trang, so…
But on to sunnier matters. Today was the day we said goodbye to our first guide — see earlier posts about the Texting King: He had more attitude than a Beverley Hills prom queen — so needless to say it was a day of celebration. And what better way to celebrate than to walk along a gorgeous beach. Avid readers will know the photo is cribbed from two posts ago, sigh, but hey, it’s from our hotel window and from this high up you don’t see the garbage.
Note this closeup of the building in the panorama shot. It’s designed to look like a lotus bud.
And note the palapas. Unlike those throughout the Carribean, they’re designed like the traditional Vietnamese conical hats.
And of course, Edward Scissorhands has, once more, been here before us. On the second photo note the white paint at the base of the trees. It’s not just for bugs. Instead it’s to act as a reflector so motorbikes don’t plow into them.
As always, too, there are trees decorated with night lights. Which reminds me, it’s time for bed. Have to be up early tomorrow to fly to Danang and the Marble Mountains then drive to Hoi An — a city well worth seeing!
Sweet dreams,
Me
