We take an hour to rent the
motorbikes wtf. The price bargaining process is quite interesting and funny.
Some of us keep asking for better price and longer rental hours, some keep
playing with the helmet, some tak sabar-sabar to ride the bike away before come
into agreement with the lady boss (which make #foolish3) and end up we pay USD6
for one. Ok let’s go.
We honk all the way like the
local. Honk without a reason and just for fun. If we honk like that in
Malaysia, I think I will be hospitalized because of kena belasah or kena
langgar.
We go to the fishing village as
that is the must-go place in Mui Ne.
From far away, we could scent
the fish smell already.
The village is very picturesque
with lots of fishing boats and conical containers lined along the shore...
Sunset
The place would be better if the
children are not selling souvenirs here.
My friends were surrounded by
the children.
The night has come. We simply
stop by a resort restaurant for dinner and have our first DIY handmade Vietnam
springroll. Fun to play, but not for me. I am not good in DIY stuffs, plus
that’s food.
Then we continue to wander
around like the local.
The whole beach strip is bars,
seafood stalls, guesthouses and resorts.
All the angmos are having
seafood and drinking beers.
We good kids have fresh coconut
and soda.
Hahaha
Crocodile meat. Poor crocodile was
barbecued!!!
And surprisingly we met out new
friends from HCM and ChengDu. I’ll let you know how we make new friends in the
next post.
One of the very nice shoot, not
by me. Starry nights.
-to be continued with a very
sandy post-
