To get to Nha Trang we had to take another overnight train. Although they are relatively easy it's still a little bit awkward but at least you can sleep a little. We shared our space with a young Vietnamese couple, but didn't see much of them as we headed to sleep ASAP with it being 11pm. Whenever one of us woke up a new person was sleeping in the other beds, at one point a family of three with a baby were sleeping in one bed. We didn't get a fantastic sleep with the moving around of people and the train was seriously rocky. We departed the train at 8am in Nha Trang to boiling hot heat and the odd taxi driver asking us if we needed a lift. We walked to our hotel this time as it was only 15 minuets away, but we were quiet hot by the end of it.

The hotel looked from the reception area a decent place, however the rooms were like a Travelodge mixed with one of the tiny Japanese rooms we had previously stopped in. Tiny and basic. Luckily we were only stopping for one night so we weren't too bothered. At least it was clean!

Nha Trang from our research is the Russian Benidorm, full of drinking and partying. That's not really our thing so we only stopped for one night to catch a bus on the next day. The place actually seemed a little nicer than we expected with a long yellow sandy beach that stretched for miles around the bay. It looked into a collection of small islands in the distance. The place was covered in western looking bars and over priced restaurants. We didn't see anyone we would class as a backpacker it was more holiday makers and families. They were all Russian though, so it must be a big holiday place for them. The meals on offer looked like they had been tailored to their tastes. Actually Russian was a second language for alot of Vietnamese for along time, now it's changed mostly to English as the second language.

We needed some breakfast so we found a reasonable priced bar to grab some toast and jam. It was an interesting place, it looked like a typical beach bar but the spirits shelf looked seriously sparse and the waitresses were done up in tight short dresses and caked in make up at 10am! It just felt a tiny bit sleazy, plus the toast and jam cost the same as a main meal everywhere else in Vietnam. For dinner we went to a food court in a shopping mall as it was alot cheaper but the food was pure grease.

The next morning after a strange breakfast in the hotel, which offered spaghetti if you'd want that for breakfast! We hopped on our tourist bus that we booked through the hotel, and got the hell out of there! Not our kind of thing. We were looking forward to traveling in land to the highlands of Dalat, a place we had heard so many good things about on blogs and guide books.