"Fairy Spring" : the Seashell collector's Guide.
Crazy spend in Vietnam...time that is. We've managed to get less than a quarter up this behemoth South China oceanside. Yet we can't help but feel proud of the progress.
From Ho Chi Minh we departed on a cramped night bus with the TM Brothers for Mui Ne. With the entirety of the people aboard moving on, it was by sheer luck we didn't end up in Hanoi.
or was it?
Mui Ne is a resort town for Lovers and rich folks, and Rich folk lovers. It is totally beyond my belief that such a beautiful beach sits there untouched (Literally we saw less than 100 tourists on a 2km stretch of sand.)
We whiled yesterday away with some very good friends. Chris and David, They're from Sweden and Kate! Kate's from Albequerque . The new guitar, and beer and rum gave us much good cheer. I caught a sand crab, and we all collected the coolest shells.
We crammed today full with a tour of The Sand Dunes...white and red and that freakin Fairy Spring that Keith's pictures made seem so damned appealing. It was a cool trip, in a rugged old Jeep...but The stench of rotten Coconuts, and Fish made the trekking less than awe inspiring. I think Brant was nearly swallowed by a dirt avalanche...that would have really sucked I think.
At midday we arranged to hop on the bus bound for Nha Trang, which is where I sit in the Blue Star Hotel, after feasting on three courses of fresh shrimp and squid.

breath dude. just breath.
- posted by Combine Harvester @ 7:27 AM