That pool was small, but definitely worth it.
Day 57 - 19th August
So the bus to Mui Ne was ready to collect us. We had a spot of eggs with bread and then left Mr Peace in peace (sorry, I couldn't resist). Mr Happy gave me a GIANT hug when I left and I quickly disappeared down the street to board the bus.
My first mistake of the day was wearing my thick, long sleeve shirt. The heat this baby can store is unreal and I was soon sitting on a poorly air conditioned bus, sweating many parts of my body off. When Julie wanted to take a nap, using me as a human cushion as she has done since Hoi An, I felt like I'd been plunged into a lava pit. She seemed to sleep peacefully as I roasted so at least someone was happy.
When we arrived in Mui Ne just after lunch, we were greeted to a bright blue sky, the sound of waves rushing on the shore and tropical looking beach eateries which I knew we'd be exploring sooner rather than later - we're with Sèbastien remember!
We made our way to the hostel and I could already tell it was going to be great. From the lobby, we overlooked the pool and the villa type rooms. The staff were really friendly and helpful and we booked up to go duning the next day.
Our lunch spot!
So our first day in Mui Ne was relaxing. We took to the seafront to have lunch. It was a nice little place, with good food and pancakes. We all sat around and discussed the plans for the day. Everyone just wanted to chill out, sunbathe and sleep. Anyone who knows me will tell you I can't sit still on a lounger for too long because a. I get sunburned b. I get too hot and c. it's boring.
However, I decided to embrace a little relaxation and lay on a sun bed with Jordy and the girls. True to form, within two minutes, I was writing my blog and a chapter of my book. I didn't want to waste my downtime.
The lads went into the pool for a whilst I filled out some postcards and talked to some newbies. Another Dutch guy, Eloy spoke with us as did two girls from England.
We then headed back to the room late afternoon for showers. I quickly popped out for magnets and a postcard and then readied myself for the evening.
A meal fit for a king.
We went to the same place for dinner and indulged in more food. I swear I've lost weight since being here but I'm eating so much more than I normally would at home. Julie took to flicking water all over me as usual and Sèbastien dipped in to everyone's dish as was custom at many dinners with him. He's a food man.
We all were pretty tired but chose to pop over to the live music bar on the other side of our hostel. It was run by a Russian woman with Vietnamese staff. That was a strange dynamic but we managed to order a three litre tube of beer between us so all was well.
Julie was disappointed not to get a Piña Colada but enjoyed a beer with us. I then had a great talk with her about her life and mine. It was interesting to hear about how her life had unfolded and now I've found a Danish buddy for life - don't worry Lady, your secrets are safe with me!
After a long day, we all retired and rested up for a day of duning and quad biking!
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