Walking through tall palm trees, thick green grasses and small rolling hills, yellow wildflowers protruding from flower beds we stepped towards our breakfast table. We ordered tomato and cheese omelets and Vietnamese coffees. Not another guest in sight I stated, "For being booked it seems odd no one else is here?" starring into the distance. "Yep. Even the construction sounds aren't around," she replied. "I'll ask after breakfast about the moped," I stated still trying to wake up. "Okay, no hurry. We are on vacation," she smiled. Sitting up, our coffees arrived at the table. Picking up the small spoons we both began stirring the condensed milk into the coffee watching the deep brown color change into a milky light brown the more the spoon moved inside the liquid. Tempting the taste buds I lifted the
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