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Travelled from Nha Trang to Mui Ne.
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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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    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 
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On Tuesday August 18th, we 
were off to Vung Tau.
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