This morning we walked to a coffee shop to have breakfast we ordered some noodles and of course without fail the Vietnamese "espresso' with condensed milk and ice separated so we can mix it to our own liking, across from our table there were a few Vietnamese ladies, as we were eating one asked us where we were from and when we said Malaysia ..she said the word "makai" to us ..and she keep repeating the word then she ask why we can't understand what makai was since we were Malaysian ...I then caught on that she wanted to say was "MAKAN" (eat.) then she try to say that makan was Indonesian instead of Malaysian but we told her it was the same...she then told us she sells and buy from the visiting visiting Malaysian ships that calls at Quin Nhon ..then Phoung and his "gang" found us at this coffee shop..so we then had had another round of coffee with them..when 11:30 am came we have to excuse ourselves to go and check out of our hotel and have a shower ..Linh his eldest sister invited us to her "Boutique" to rest and pack up for the bus trip to Nha Trang..she invited us to a seafood restaurant for a BIG seafood Lunch.. when we wanted to leave after Lunch it started to rain so we went downstairs where the staff turn on the "karaoke" machine..so we past the time singing while waiting for the rain to stop.
After arriving to Linh's home I decided to take the whole family for Ice -cream..so we all walked out to the main road..to a Local Vietnamese "swensen" we all had the same ice cream..coconut ice cream in a coconut it was really nice but Phoung said that we should try the best one in saigon called "BO Gia"in Nguyen Van Troi street..after the Ice cream we went back to Linh's house for a quick shower before cycling to the bus station ..the whole family came to see us off at the bus station..half way to the bus station it started to rain so we were caught in the rain when we got to the bus station we were drenched..the bus took off at 6;30 pm but stop a few minutes later to pick up more passengers, This is a carry all Vietnamese bus that carried passengers..big bags of what we don't know at out feet so we practical had our knees on our chest..fold up chairs were laid out on the aisle so more passenger could be taken on board...the journey took approximately 4 hours and at 11 pm we were dropped of on the outskirt of Nha Trang..and guess what It started raining again..there were a few motor bike taxi guys wanting to take us to hotels but we refuse to pay them and we cycled toward Nha Trang looking for a hotel at 11:30 pm...we came a cross a" palace " looking hotel with bright neon sign as it was the only hotel around we decided to check in and get out of the rain.
The rooms were very well kept had a romantic theme and nice balcony ..but my bathroom was 1 metre wide .Next morning when we checked out we met a guy who spoke fluent English and ask where we were from and he told us he had visited Singapore before..as were were talking The owner's wife appear dress like she was going to a ball..with full compliments of jewelleries ..she then invited us in for coffee on the house..the man who spoke English is Tony Nguyen who is a retired English teacher with a MBA from the U.S. when tony's very young "wife "came down from the room we suspected that this is actually a "LOVE" hotel on the main road leading into Nha Trang.anyway everyone was very congenial..and the boss lady wanted her photo take by Lou
We eventually left about 9 am before the boss lady wanted a picture with Lou's helmet on and posing with his bike.
Nha Trang was only a short ride away. We stopped for a quick lunch on the roadside.Arriving in Nha Trang we found an old hotel on Trang Phu Street for 200000d.
This is a 1960 style guesthouse with furniture of that era to match.Not much English was spoken here by the staffs but at least we could store our bikes in the room.
Went for ......coffee across the road, "the 4 season "coffee shop by the beach.There we met a freelance magazine writer/reporter for a tourist magazine and she surprised us when she started uttering a kind of Cantonese form her hometown of Hai Phong, north of Hanoi.It was quite amusing to hear this ancient form of Cantonese dialect but we managed to communicate , Vy our newly acquired reporter friend also speaks mandarin!! Vy learned English from her sister who had lived in Russia for 11 years .
At night we went to the famous restaurant called "Lach Canh" for BBQ beef and other local dishes.
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