At seven o'clock this morning few hours from now, I'll heading to Dalat which appeals to relax a little bit look around the cool mountain air which probably won't feel that cold to me considering where I came from. So bags packed, I boarded a bus and headed out of Saigon to my next destination in Vietnam, the mountain town of Dalat.
I had thought about hiring a motorcycle take me to there. But as we drove onto the heart and traffic of Saigon, I began day appreciate the air-conditioned comfort that cleaning bus has to offer. Eventually, began to make a gentle client across hill and low mountains. Finally, in the last half hour trip, we may a winding assent to the bus station in Dalat. I caught a taxi and found myself in a rather charming hotel with a nice lobby, beautiful garden an interesting name- the pink house. I check in and took a short walk around town.
So early in the morning, I was on the back scooter shooting through the streets of Dalat. I drag my A2 jacket whole way to Vietnam wondering if I would ever need in the tropics. Yet on that bike in the chilly air, I'd suddenly come in really handed a row bike out into the countryside. And I just looked at the dry landscape with the brown soil, pine trees. I can swear that I was in Colorado, California. Young lady was my guide, took me to our first stop yields of coffee trees. I enjoyed sick good tasting coffee since I came to Vietnam and to my surprise; I discovered that much of it was grown right in this area. In fact, Vietnam is the second largest coffee producing country in the world.
Our next stop was something, I don't want think I've ever heard of before, a cricket farm. I must say, the cricket breakfast was tasty to start to a busy morning. I was the shown silk factory, the local market and rounded off the morning with the local natural attraction, the waterfalls- one of the Dalat atrractions. We took a short path down which round its way through caverns not quite measures to man. I do confess all the climbing or rock may have incited some more simeon tendencies.
For lunch, my guide said she would take me to visit a local tribal minority group. I wasn't sure what the food would be like but considering what I've eaten for breakfast nothing the same. It was a bit of surprise people were simple farmers who had recently been settled at the mountains and like many in German tribes. In my tour costs went meal; I would happen it was fairly simple or rather to my tastes rice whisky. But grandma made sure I knocked down five blasts. They seem to really get a kick out me and then extra do something for my pocket that they will really intrigues. Of course, I had to pass around.
On the way back, I was a bit worried my guide and driver, well her two glasses rice wine made me wonder if she gives me back to Dalat city without a stop the orthopedic. Somehow our drive through the fields and mountain was penitential. Maybe it was a chilly air. But just be safe, at the end of the day may I suggest new round of our time with some good stiff coffee at a cafe in Dalat, decide my jet lag is going to. The next day, I took a bus through the mountain to Nha Trang, stellar height and beautiful forest, eventually gave way the hot chaotic loans. And unbeknownst to me at the time, I was suspended cramped and uncomfortable on a bus to the next my destination Hoi An. But the drive out the Southern Highlands let me wonder when I miss the most about Dalat Vietnam, the cool climate, the grand scenery or maybe the rice wine jumped down my throat final lady.
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