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Our lovely pool.
The room was very spacious with a very fancy
bathroom with open sky and a really ingenious solution to how to dual-use a
door. Both to the bathroom and to the shower/toilet area. |
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Off to the sand dunes where the
kids had fun.
Phuong like to pose.
Here with a small tree.
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Waiving her arms is Phuong's
trademark. Martin is going for a walk. |
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In Norway, we slide on
snow, here the kids do it on sand. Martin trying
out the sand barefooted. |
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A group of kiddies
having fun.
A lot of half-finished building around in
Vietnam these days
But building they do. |
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Flats or vocational
homes? We don't know. Lovely long, white
beaches. |
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The "The
Long Winding Raod" by the Beatles. Lovely song.
Arrived at a new sand dune for bike rentals. |
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The logo of the rental
joint. Son on a beach buggy. |
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Phuong and Martin in
front of an old American jeep. It still goes. |
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Off onto the dunes.
The dunes go straight into the sea. |
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Phuong in her favorite
position. Phuong and Martin on the top of a
dune. |
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Martin battling his way
to the top. Watch the video. Finally there. |
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Phuong taking photos of
our jeep. Water in the horizon.
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I looks like a river,
but is the sea. Temping beaches, but the water
is treacherous and it is deep very fast. |
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Therefore, swimming is
not allowed since people has drowned here
Farewell to our guides at the rental center. But the jeep was expensive. USD
30,- for a very short trip. |
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Phuong collection
memorial sand to bring back to Nha Trang. Lot of
empty, newly build buildings. |
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They fence in acres and
acres of nothing. Why? Expensive fences around
nothing. Somebody must have had an idea about this. |
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Off to Smile river in
Vung Tau. A really lovely creek running under
street level. This is downstream. |
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But the omnipresent
rubbish is always there. The creek upstreams. |
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But they ry and have
set up rubbish bins. Phuong walking back to our
starting point downstreams. |
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Phuong walking
upstream. They even had table alongside the
creek. Vietnam is a really capitalistic country with free enterprise run by
one party. |
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Martin on his way
upstreams. Time for lunch.
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First time ever. Snake
on the menu. And plastic rubbish in the sea. |
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Martin tried giant sea
snails. Tasted like old car tires and just as tough. Utterly inedible.
But oysters are always good, baked. |
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Son loved the snails,
or so it seemed. He gobbled up most of them. |
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Martin kept one as a
souvenir. The Swiss
House of Mui Ne. Best restaurant in town. |
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Pole shaped like a
giant bottle outside the Swiss House. chThey had
some special beer and The Blonde tasted best. |
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A quote from Charlie
Chaplin in French. "Poetry is a love letter written to the whole world".
Martin enjoying his blonde. |
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Martin misunderstood
"fondue". He thought is was oil and meat, but it was bread and cheese. Not
what he expected. Communication problems.
Closeup of "Poetry is a love letter written to the whole world". |
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Hamid and Martin in
front of a picture of his home town. Martin and
Hamid, the owner of the Swiss House |
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