I need to explain why it’s do difficult to turn off the
lights in our hotel room and NO my brain hasn’t fallen out. Picture a typical
hotel room anywhere in the world. You have your bed, bedside table and usually a
lamp on top. Vietnams version is similar, except located on the front of the
bedside table are lots of switches, not as many as in a cockpit of an airplane,
but you get the picture. Now some of these switches do absolutely nothing. Some
just turn random stuff on. I often wonder if they turn on other peoples lights
in different rooms and that’s why the reception staff keep smiling at us! Anyway
you see my dilemma. I couldn’t just keep flicking switches while my beloved lay
fast asleep next to me…… Much easier to just unscrew the globe.
Some people on our tour have gotten sick from the local food.
We have been pillars of health although every time I go to the toilet and do a
solid ‘poo’ it’s like a gift from god. I know my days could be
numbered…….
We have had a full-on day today. Left at 8am and didn’t
return until 6pm. Dalat is beautiful and very mountainous. The region grows most
of Vietnams fruit and veggies so there are plantations everywhere. First stop
today was the Royal Family’s summer palace (there isn’t a royal family anymore),
then onto the ‘Crazy House’, can’t explain this one, you will just have to look
at the photos. Then we visited a lovely waterfall, with an equally lovely
Vietnamese name, that I can’t remember. 
The waterfall was a long way down, a very long way down, with many, many steps. There was a Vietnamese lady walking up and down the stairs selling drinks, I bet she could crush you with her thighs if needed. They would have to be some very strong thighs.
After this we went to another pagoda and caught a cable car
across some mountain range to another mountain range, spectacular. Who knew
there would be cable cars in Vietnam.
After all of this Ian needed a beer. So while the boys went in search of a pub, myself and another girl walked around town. We came across a little tiny stall selling trinkets. The next thing we knew they had put seats out for us to sit on. Well not really seats, more like midget stools, they were approximately 10cm from the ground and I was worried that all four legs would go in each direction once my big fat bum landed on one. We were laughing so hard that the stall owner started laughing then all the locals joined in . I’m not sure if they were laughing at me or with me? Anyway they then told me ‘I have beautiful fat face’, like Budda. Apparently this is a compliment but I’m still not convinced that they were just taking the piss! Tonight we tried porcupine and ant-eater. Anything you can catch , you can eat.
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| Look at the size of those chairs, are you kidding me..... |
Tomorrow we drive to the sea side village of Nha Trang.
Best thing seen carried on a motor bike today, a ladder and
not a step ladder.
