They should lock me up for my murderous crimes, because I'm killing it with these rhymes! I'm really just working towards my dream of being the world's best headline writer. For now, I'll just enjoy the respite from the Vietnamese heat and humidity that the cool central highland getaway Da Lat offers. There's pine trees here, for goodness sake! However, without further ado, here is tonight's feature presentation:
Aww man we missed all the previews!
It's a man, holding another (shirtless) man on his shoulders, who is in turn holding a really long stick, which has a pillowcase-and-wire contraption on the end, all for the purpose of picking a couple of mangoes. It worked though, and they had a couple more mangoes than sorry ol' non-giant-stick-wielding me. That happened shortly before I departed Jungle Beach (but after a night of swimming with bio luminescence!), heading south towards Da Lat. I had to spend a night in Nha Trang, which is something of a party beach town... same type of people that do the Halong Bay booze cruises flock here, so it's not really my kind of town. However, I did have the pleasure of stumbling upon the most delectable street food I've encountered yet. I'm talking deliciously seered thin-cut beef, tasty veggies, and a frighteningly perfect fried egg to top it all off. All of that drizzled with some sweetly delicious mystery sauce, and boy was this a meal I miss already.
Those coals glow not with heat, but with the energy of pure deliciousness.
After arriving in Da Lat the next day around noon, I was thrilled to find out that I could finally break out the pair of jeans I've been lugging around without breaking into a deathsweat. Da Lat, strangely unaffected by the war, is ripe with French architecture and colonial villas. There's even a giant cell tower shaped like the Eiffel Tower in the middle of this mountain town, where tall pines replace the ubiquitous palms littering the rest of Vietnam. There's not a whole lot to do around here without a car/motorbike, but I did manage to find a gondola that took me to a gorgeous Buddhist monastery overlooking a tranquil lake and the lushly forested hills beyond. Okay you got me, the gondola ride was the only real reason I went.
Because gondolas are awesome.
That's about it, I'm headed on to Mui Ne tomorrow to explore its beaches and dunes. More to come with that, so stay tuned. In the meantime, I was practicing taking a bunch of photos of myself.
The face of a professional arm's-length photographer.
1 comments:
It does help to have long arms in that profession.
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