Beach Fun in Vietnam

Eager to get out of yet another city, we all headed to Vietnams beach town Mui Ne. Me and Fay haven't been to a beach since southern Thailand a month and a half previous, and we were releaved at the thought of being able to cool ourselves down in the sea when we were hot.

As the bus dropped us off in Mui Ne, we noticed that the town only consisted of one main road that runs parallel to the beach. We were suprised at how many big posh resorts there were lining the beach, this was suposed to be one of the smaller beach towns. We eventually found a room for all 3 of us for $10 a night, though Page got the raw end of the deal with a single mattress on the floor. It was a good thing it was extremely comfy.

This was certainly the time to kick it back and relax, we had at least a whole day to lay on the beach and swim in the sea, drink beer and love the moment there and then. The weather was beautiful while we were there, so we used this chance to top up our dwindilling tan, for people would not believe our tanless bodies, and think we had only just started travelling.

We hired a motorbike for a day (I'm a right little bikey these days!) and explored the surrounding areas. Our main attraction to go and see were the nearby sand dunes. Only about 10KM from Mui Ne, these sand dunes are the biggest we've ever seen. As soon as we arrived we were being hussled by a kid to rent his sand sledge for 80,000 dong. We were also pulled up on our bikes by a guy who came out of nowhere, he stated that if we were to park our bikes outside his shop it would be for free. Then he muttered that after returning from our sandune escipade we would have to buy a drink from his shop, so with this knowledge we diligently waved goodbye with our bikes and parked them a further 100 meters up the road. We walked across the red sand dunes and came across another group of kids with sand sledges and we bought 2 for 20,000 dong ($1) each, which we knew was the proper rate.

It was a good thing that the dunes were a spectacular sight, because the sledging was 100% naff! Any photos we saw must have been terribly staged, it was pretty funny watching one another slowly crawling down the slopes! However after pure determination, fay was not about to give in to the slow, naff sand sledging. After carving a track from her sledge in the sand, she was able to make a smooth slide for everyone to get just that little bit faster than snail pace. After all her efforts she looked exhausted, but in the desert heat I wasn't about to give her a congratulatory hug :P

My two memories of the dunes will be looking out of the wind swept mounds feeling like we were in the sahara desert. The 2nd memory is of meeting an English guy who turned to us and said, "Have you gone to any places that have looked so awesome, that it would be more unique to take a picture of yourself naked?" We laughed and confessed we had never thought that, but just as we began to walk on he passed me his camera and asked if I wouldn't mind. He then started undressing with his back to us, looking out towards the magnificent view. I snapped the shot with his white buttocks glowing!