So today Tea invites me to her house for lunch, with her brother and his fiance. They are going to cook for me. So this is pretty cool, another insight in to how people live here. She picks me up and takes me to her house. It is literally just one room. With a washing area off it, for shower, toilet and washing. They make a feast, with rice, spicy pork, spinach soup, tomato mackeral and deep fried tofu. Delicious. Really really good. Tea tells me how she buys fresh ingredients every day and cook everything from scratch, that'll be why it tastes so good then. Nobody other than tea speaks english so she is acting as translator. Her brother has even bought me some beer to drink with my lunch, how nice. After lunch Tea and I grab a coffee before she has to head to work.
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When I get back to the hostel I chat to a couple of Chinese girls who are waiting for their bus to Nha Trang. They are going the same way as me, so we exchange details and maybe I will see them further down the line. ----- I head to a western bar for dinner tonight. I am craving some meat, it's hard to find that here, just the suggestion of meat. I feel like I have had my entire months consumption of vegetables this week, and not even my daily consumption of meat. So it's a burger tonight, maybe with some bacon and cheese. Mmmmmm. While I am waiting for my burger another guy in the bar asks if I fancy a game of pool. Poor b***** doesn't know what he has got himself in to. So we play and my food comes, John from USA. He takes an awful beating, but is spirited in his defeat. Brad and Kristina come to the bar and we play some doubles. Then Dung and Long and soon the table is filling up, with a winner stays on policy. Later on and we rock on to Why Not? ----- When we get there I bump in to Elias, the French guy I met in Hanoi. He is telling me how he has just bought a bike and is off down the country. He tells me he is looking for a biking buddy, and wonders if I am interested. Hmmmm. In my heart I want to say yes, as soon as he asks. However considering that I have only rode a Moto once, and the one that he has got is manual, I decide to sleep on it. The fact that I have also consumed some alcohol this evening also leads me to believe that making a split decision at this time is probably not the best idea. For the rest of the evening all I can think about is the possibility of getting a Moto. I am filled with excitement even just at the thought of it. I have to give it some serious consideration, but at the same time I do not want to kepp Elias back from his travels. So we decide to meet at 10 tomorrow and discuss over some coffee. ----- Moto taxi home and the gate vault befor bed. I am Moto on the brain.