Midway through our trip, we decided to do something daring and rented bikes. I'm not talking motorbikes, just your bog standard pedally bikes. My desire to seek the sun must have had something to do with it because the road situation in Vietnam got no better when we left Ho Chi Minh. Motorized scooters, bikes, glorified lawn mowers all skirted and spurted their emissions around us. I kept my eyes forward and tried to follow the rules of the road. At one point, this woman:
cut me off with her 300 feather dusters attached to all four sides of her bike. Alas, five kilometers through town, over bridges and across rice paddies led us to this:
Where $2 or a modest lunch of beer and noodles ($2.50) bought you a beach chair, umbrella and afternoon of solitude.
And only a handful of tourists dared venture
no resorts lined the beach, only palm trees
and mountains peeked out of the background
I had another altogether sublime moment here. The world is such a beautiful place.
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