When we planned to give up our jobs, rent the house out and set off around the globe many people we told said they thought we were brave to do it, lots of people said they wished they could do the same and plenty of others said they couldn't give up home comforts for the hardships that we would face over the next couple of years. We heartily agree with the last as we sit on the veranda of our bargain priced, beachfront bungalow watching the palm trees wave over the white sands of Mui Ne. The travelling life is mighty tough!
We arrived in Mui Ne at around lunchtime (which is about 11.30am in Vietnam) and settled into our bungalow. We had decided that we'd treat oursleves to some higher priced accomodation for our couple of days at the beach and got our bungalow for around 7 quid a night, around twice what we've been paying in Vietnam so far.
We spent the afternoon at the beach enjoying being back in warmer climes again. Mark set off down the beach to explore and found a load of locals who invited him to join their
game of football.
We spent the evening at the resort cafe chatting to some other travellers.
Today we did what we'd come here to do - nothing! We spent the day relaxing on the beach and in our small and quiet resort.
We were being picked up for our bus to Saigon at about 1.30pm so we wanted to spend the morning seeing more of what Mui Ne had to offer. A very small town with little more than a main street and some bunglaow resorts, Mui Ne is famous for its sand dunes.
We hired a moto for half a day rather than taking the organised tour and our first stop was the Yellow Sand Dunes. We hadn't even stopped the bike when we were mobbed by a crowd of kids who were determined to persuade us to slide down the dunes on their piece of plastic. The competition between the kids for your business is extremely fierce "If you slide you slide with me - I'm your number 1" and soon broke out into fighting. We wandered the dunes briefly before setting off again without sliding - how
can you choose one to go with and not start a full scale war!
Enjoying the peace of being back on the bike we next stopped at the Red Canyon. A spectacular sight with plenty of lizards to keep you company.
Our last stop of the morning was a visit to the white sand dunes (imaginative names around here!) which were much more peaceful and looked like they'd come striahgt out of Lawrence of Arabia - all we needed were some camels!
Taking the bike back we had some lunch and then boarded the bus to Saigon, a city we liked as soon as we arrived. We found some bargain accommodation and then went out to sample the local bia hoi where we had all we could drink for the evening and it still came to less than a pound! We love this place!
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