I can write my tidings of the next three Vietnamese towns in one (shortish paragraph), simply owing to the fact that they were all unremakable. Nha Trang has a lovely beach and I got a second chance at swimming in the South China Sea, but it is simply a clean city without much charm. Although, had I known what Dalat was really like, I would have definitely chosen to explore more of Nha Trang
Me aboard my trusty steed. |
Dalat promised to be a charming quiet town, an example of the francphone influence in Vietnam and while the buildings did hold to more European ideals, the city is growing and very busy. There are road works and construction everywhere and rather than breathing cool mountain air, we inhaled dust and grime! The bus ride to Dalat was very beautiful as there are small waterfalls next to the road and in order to find this beauty again, Dave and I rented a scooter to head out of the city. Once you leave the city there are some quite remarkable forest views (Dalat is on top of a mountain range; yet was surprisingly still hot), however the waterfall (while pretty) was very commercial and the other sights we had planned were either much more expensive than promised or closed. We did quite enjoy the flower garden and for less than $3 we rented a giant swan and paddled around the large lake in the centre of the city. There is also a 'crazy house' in Dalat. Built by a Vietnamese woman who studied for 14years in Russia, the house is a miss-match of themed rooms in a giant gnarled tree - it's fun but I believe that because I am a member of the desensitized youth of today, I found it less crazy than promised.
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