Day 16 – Singing in the rain
More exciting blog from yesterday. Am just writing this one to kill some time... :/
So we were at our lovely resort on the Lake. Peter & I hired an Ethnic minority tribe boat, hollowed out from a tree, and paddled around the lake for an hour, while Lukas lost track of time in an Internet café, which was nice. And then we met this group of Germans who were staying the night. They'd asked the resort to do the full-show for them, which we watched with them - a large fire, some history of the ethnic tribes, dancing, beating of drums, that kind of thing. Was quite entertaining if not a little forced. At the end the dancing girls grabbed us and showed us the steps to their dance. The German folks seemed nice. They were visiting a German friend who lives here, and is from Nah Trang - our next destination - so we might meet up with them again there...
We continued to drink throughout the evening, and it seems one of the girls who worked there (and was dancing that evening) took a shine to me. When I went to get some more beers, her friend serving me tried expressing her friends crush, which came out as, “She [point] loves you!”. Flattered of course I waved, smiled, took my beers and went back. Later we got pretty drunk, and decided to make a go for it with these attractive girls, but when it came to the part of flirting where conversation starts, communication wasn't possible, as they spoke no English. Anyway we crashed out, and prepared the next morning to set off again on our journey to Nha Trang back on the coast.
After we'd been to breakfast, we returned to the room to finish packing, and discovered a love letter on my pillow. The sweet thing has written me a note:
Hi Jon. I love you very much [insert self manga-style portrait] xxx. The lovely girl!!! [insert Vietnamese name]. Not really knowing what to do, after packing she found me, and a talked at her for a minute (don't think she could understand a word I was saying), and pecked her on the cheek. She was pretty shy, but appreciative (I think/hope).She was an attractive little thing, but very young (well maybe 18). The boys were pretty jealous ;)
So with my love affair behind us, we hit the road and headed east to the coast.
About 50km down the road, the weather turned, and it actually started to rain. It got heavier, and windier, until it got so unpleasant we had to stop for a while, in this Internet café where I'm writing now. Hopefully we can make it all the way today ()we're just over halfway I think), but if not, we'll be stopping somewhere en-route overnight until this weather improves. It's pretty unusual for it to rain here this time of year, and it does make us grind to a halt, so I hope it doesn't last – it's supposed to clear tomorrow or the day after... Looking outside now it's calmed down a a bit at least.
Updated visual-journey progress - to our final destination that I hope we reach today.
I hear it's raining in the UK - flooding part of the country, so this is our comeuppance for missing it I guess, and bragging of our soaring temperatures :) Next time I blog I hope we'll be back on the beach sunning ourselves, and snorkelling in the crystal clear waters...
Well, we went back on the road, and the weather was actually worse if anything. It was raining harder, and the wind was just as strong. It really was pretty damn unpleasant, to the point of almost going right back around the scale and being fun again... Almost...
Weather system we're facing – doesn't look good, might last for days :(
We decided that we had to stop, and at the next opportunity we'd stop in a hotel and rest for the afternoon – waiting our the rain, and hoping it would stop overnight so we can continue tomorrow.
About 90mins down the road we came across a small town and after asking around found a hotel (although it had no sign). It's a little grim to say the least, but it's a bed, and if we drink enough we'll forget the state of the place and sleep through till what will hopefully be a dry morning. Although looking at the forecasts online, this might last till Sunday – we're in a tropical depression – so we might just have to put our wet clothes back on, drive there slowly, and get the books out... :-/
Not much to do here, so hoped back online to kill some time, find somewhere to eat and drink, and hopefully we'll be back on the move again tomorrow. Touch wood.
Sign of our boredom, and the state of our lovely abode for the night
More of me without many clothes on (for the ladies), saying good morning to the young elephant outside our cottage at the lovely resort we just left and are longing for again right now...
So we were at our lovely resort on the Lake. Peter & I hired an Ethnic minority tribe boat, hollowed out from a tree, and paddled around the lake for an hour, while Lukas lost track of time in an Internet café, which was nice. And then we met this group of Germans who were staying the night. They'd asked the resort to do the full-show for them, which we watched with them - a large fire, some history of the ethnic tribes, dancing, beating of drums, that kind of thing. Was quite entertaining if not a little forced. At the end the dancing girls grabbed us and showed us the steps to their dance. The German folks seemed nice. They were visiting a German friend who lives here, and is from Nah Trang - our next destination - so we might meet up with them again there...
We continued to drink throughout the evening, and it seems one of the girls who worked there (and was dancing that evening) took a shine to me. When I went to get some more beers, her friend serving me tried expressing her friends crush, which came out as, “She [point] loves you!”. Flattered of course I waved, smiled, took my beers and went back. Later we got pretty drunk, and decided to make a go for it with these attractive girls, but when it came to the part of flirting where conversation starts, communication wasn't possible, as they spoke no English. Anyway we crashed out, and prepared the next morning to set off again on our journey to Nha Trang back on the coast.
After we'd been to breakfast, we returned to the room to finish packing, and discovered a love letter on my pillow. The sweet thing has written me a note:
Hi Jon. I love you very much [insert self manga-style portrait] xxx. The lovely girl!!! [insert Vietnamese name]. Not really knowing what to do, after packing she found me, and a talked at her for a minute (don't think she could understand a word I was saying), and pecked her on the cheek. She was pretty shy, but appreciative (I think/hope).She was an attractive little thing, but very young (well maybe 18). The boys were pretty jealous ;)
So with my love affair behind us, we hit the road and headed east to the coast.
About 50km down the road, the weather turned, and it actually started to rain. It got heavier, and windier, until it got so unpleasant we had to stop for a while, in this Internet café where I'm writing now. Hopefully we can make it all the way today ()we're just over halfway I think), but if not, we'll be stopping somewhere en-route overnight until this weather improves. It's pretty unusual for it to rain here this time of year, and it does make us grind to a halt, so I hope it doesn't last – it's supposed to clear tomorrow or the day after... Looking outside now it's calmed down a a bit at least.
Updated visual-journey progress - to our final destination that I hope we reach today.
I hear it's raining in the UK - flooding part of the country, so this is our comeuppance for missing it I guess, and bragging of our soaring temperatures :) Next time I blog I hope we'll be back on the beach sunning ourselves, and snorkelling in the crystal clear waters...
3 hours later....
Well, we went back on the road, and the weather was actually worse if anything. It was raining harder, and the wind was just as strong. It really was pretty damn unpleasant, to the point of almost going right back around the scale and being fun again... Almost...
Weather system we're facing – doesn't look good, might last for days :(
We decided that we had to stop, and at the next opportunity we'd stop in a hotel and rest for the afternoon – waiting our the rain, and hoping it would stop overnight so we can continue tomorrow.
About 90mins down the road we came across a small town and after asking around found a hotel (although it had no sign). It's a little grim to say the least, but it's a bed, and if we drink enough we'll forget the state of the place and sleep through till what will hopefully be a dry morning. Although looking at the forecasts online, this might last till Sunday – we're in a tropical depression – so we might just have to put our wet clothes back on, drive there slowly, and get the books out... :-/
Not much to do here, so hoped back online to kill some time, find somewhere to eat and drink, and hopefully we'll be back on the move again tomorrow. Touch wood.
Sign of our boredom, and the state of our lovely abode for the night
More of me without many clothes on (for the ladies), saying good morning to the young elephant outside our cottage at the lovely resort we just left and are longing for again right now...
posted by Darkejon @ 08:03
1 Comments:
Wow - friendly elephant. Yeah - parts of the UK are flooded, but this time they seemed to be better prepared so most ppl's houses are safe.
A 747 crash landed at Heathrow last night and that's all over the news now. Both engines failed on final approach, but miraculously no-one was killed. Great piloting skills win the day, I guess...
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