Nhe Trang 2

So, it turns out "construction zone next door" was a bit more of a problem than we thought. We were a little concerned when we went out to dinner, and a fresh concrete truck was showing up as the guy revved the rattly old pumper truck. We were doubly concerned when we got back from dinner and a walk, and yet another concrete truck showed up, and the pumper was apparently not quite up to the task, so hammering on the pipes was required to keep it flowing.

Our concern reached a peak around midnight, when it became apparent that the construction was not going to end early evening as suggested by our hotel staff, but was going to go on all... freaking...night. "Next door" was also a bit of an understatement, as we had adjoining walls and the installation of rebar is not generally a quiet process. We changed hotels early the next morning.

Nhe Trang being a beach town, we didn't do much but sit on the beach. the weather was just warm enough, and just sunny enough to sit on the beach and make up for lost sleep. But you had to dedicate a certain amount of willpower to the process.

One day we decided to hit the water and see a bit of the offshore islands. The largest of these is Vinpearl, which has been developed in to a "resort" of the approximate scope and quality of the one at Tsawwassen - waterslides, go carts, small aquarium. The most remarkable feature being the access, which is in the form of 3.5km-long areal tramway 300 feet over the ocean.

Anyway, we gave Vinpearl a pass, and instead shared a small boat with three Aussie medical students, and a studly Kiwi PE Teacher and his t'ween son. We bobbled around the sometimes-swelling ocean to a few more protected coves to do a bit of low-visability snorkelling and general warm-water hijinks, had a big spread for lunch, and generally touristed the hell out of the day.

Then, after a little streetfood, we returned to our new hotel, far from construction, and had a peaceful sleep, calling it a (Christmas) day.

 

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