Mui Ne

Finally decided it was time to leave Saigon and move on. So quite optimistically, I booked a bus to Mui Ne beach leaving at 8am. So having spent until 3am at le Pub and then getting in at 4.30, I awoke at 8 (having not packed or set my alarm) to a woman saying the bus was downstairs waiting. I simply looked blank (not difficult) shook my head and said, 'tomorrow, ok ?'...and went back to sleep. Several hours later I discovered I could leave at 7.30pm to do the same trip so I did this...after hanging out at Le Pub (where I bumped into Emily, the girl I'd been talking to until 3 the night before) and drinking 4 cups of coffee. So duly rolled into Mui Ne at midnight on Saturday...luckily the bus dropped me right outside the hotel so passed out pretty much immediately (felt a bi run down from the previous couple of days). The next day I checked into a pricey (30USD) resort with a pool and spent a culturally exciting day hanging out and watching West Ham lose to Newcastle...and met a Dutch couple in a bar (their team, Utrectht, won so they were on good form); funnily enough two of the Vietnamese girls working in the bar had boyfriends living in Belgium and Holland so had quite a good Benelux banter... The next day, time to head for Dalat...