Nha Trang

Upon arriving in Nha Trang, the complications continued. Once again, we were told that the next bus with available seats wouldn't depart until the evening. However, this time we were not interested in waiting. We decided to take the bus, left our luggage at some hotel, and spent the afternoon at the beach. It was there that I discovered 'hairy lychees'. They were super delicious and had a funny appearance. During the afternoon, I managed to burn my feet in the sun like a superhero. Reni will probably think that Klein Winkelmann will never learn.

Nevertheless, we had a great afternoon, lounging around, swimming in the waves, and drinking rice wine. That stuff is really peculiar. It doesn't get you drunk, but it makes you feel more relaxed and content. After almost missing our bus, we continued on to Dalat.

Upon arriving there, the usual taxi driver rushed toward us as we exited the bus. 'Where do you go?'

After all the turmoil, the only response I could manage was a sigh of relief. Pop! The rice wine bottle opened. 'Boy, I have absolutely no idea, cheers.'