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Published: October 1st 2013
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...I'd hope to find a place in Da Lat, for although Tara and I had spent only four or five days in the refuge of the old French colonial administrators, fleeing the heat of the valleys in the city of a thousand pines, there was something that drew me to the place, made me feel like I could hang my hat, so to speak. 'There isn't much to do there,' 'it's ok for a couple of da...
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Bob Carlsen
I love Dalat...
and am glad you do too. I went to elementary and middle school there from 1956 to 1964...the beginning of the Vietnam war. The Air Force flew the entire school to Bangkok over Easter weekend of 1965, and then the school moved to Malaysia...presently in Penang. The school is Dalat International School...still kept its name almost 50 years after leaving Vietnam. I returned to Dalat in October/November 1973 as an engineer, and then again in June 2009. All my times there are posted as blogs, if you are interested. I agree the people are wonderful, and so is the climate.