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We arrived in Dalat 8 hrs after leaving Saigon and checked into our room. As usual we dumped our bags and heading out for food. We walked into the local town and ate at a Hawker stall. We are getting used to eating th street ood now. They look absolutly vile with whole chickens hanging around, pig intesties etc but the food is lovely an dirt cheap. The ollowing morning we went on a half day tour with 3 men on there motrbikes, we went to The Dragon Pagoda (as in the picture), got a cable car to the top of Dalat and went to a house called The Crazy House but only my pictures will truly show you just how crazy that house was.
Rach and Matt signed up for a 6 day tour with the Easy Riders, so I waved goodbye to them and moved down the road to a cheaper hotel. That day I spent catching up with this blog and adding photos, it can easily take a whole day of your life so I hope your all enjoying it as much as I am writing it (much!). The following day I myself went on a day tour with a Easy Rider, his name is TI TI. He took me to see Rice Wine, Noodles and Silk Factorys, a minority villange whcih consists of people from Malaysia and the Philipines not Vietnam, Coffee & Tea plantations a waterfall called Elephant Waterfall and lots of various Pagodas.
The following day I got a bus to Nah Trang which would take 6 hours and I would be meeting a friend from Ipswich who is also travelling called Daley. On the bus I met a nice Ozzy guy called Kynan so I had someone to talk to which was nice although I was sat next to a local man that I didnt get off to a perticularly good start with. I was sat in my seat which was the seat next to the isle, this gentlemans seat was next to me next to the window, I saw he wanted to get to his seat so I proceeded to collect my bag from of his seat and started to stand up to let him in, he pushed me back into my chair and proceeded to straddle me like a horse whislt he clambered over me to get into his seat!! Now correct if im wrong or if im typically English and polite, but would it have not been a hell of alot bloody easyier to let me stand up, move away from the enterance of the bloody seats and let him walk comfortably and easily into his seat??!! Instead of sitting on me, standing on my feet, splitting his difference and genrally causing a right bloody commotion all because he thought he was nimble and agile enough to hop over me into his poxy seat!!? I do not think so matey!! Anyway following this he proceeded to spread his legs so far apart anyone would have thought Moses was in front of him commanding him to part like the Red Sea, waving his stick around like a man possessed!! So needless to say I was not the happiest of bunnies when the gentleman in front put his seat all the way back to the point where his head was nearly in my lap. I was so wedged in between tweedle de and tweedle dum that I wouldnt have been able to get out of my chair had there been another seat anyway let alone in an emergancy! Thankfully that 6 hours went ever so slow and the roads were lovely and smooth, had it not been for this it would have been a nightmare journey from hell!!
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