Nha Trang - Tropical Paradise

"16/05/2013-18/05/2013"

So I'm on my way to Nha Trang at last.

I cannot wait to get to the beach for some full on sun, relaxaxtion and cocktails.

Nha Trang is pretty small, but the hostel I was staying at still was an adventure to find.  Mojzo Inn.
I was with a British couple, and the bloke was convinced he knew where the place was.  It amused me slightly as it reminded me of someone I knew; not willing to cave in and admit they didn't know where it was and ask for help.  We continued like this walking round in the midday sun (which was getting rather unbearable by this point) with our backpacks.

Nha Trang is very touristy and as such you get hassled a lot.  It didn't seem too bad, I've experienced a lot worse in Africa, but it clearly was intimidating for the other Brits who snapped at the locals.
(Amateurs).

Eventually we found Mojzo Inn, and were greeted by a lovely welcome, offered cool towels and ice water.
Mojzo Inn had refillable water...very sensible, I thought given the heat and the amount of time we'd be spending out in the sun.  It's also much greener than to keep buying new plastic bottles.

They had storage facilities and even a downstairs area where you could get changed (as it being morning, the rooms weren't ready yet.)
I was ready to hit the beach.

I spent all afternoon on the beach, soaking in the sun.  It was unbelievably relaxing.

I meandered over to the nearby restaurant (maybe not the cheapest) and bought myself a cocktail...delicious!

What a lovely way to spend an afternoon while everyone else was spending the day in the office in England in the cold, rain.

I did however catch the sun...despite putting suncream on.  I have no idea how that happened, because normally I don't burn ESPECIALLY not if I've plastered myself in factor 50.  It clearly had evaporated off me or something.  Needless to say I felt the effects much later on, and didn't feel well at all.
The dorm room I had was very airless, and I needed ice cold ness.  I felt in agony.
Even taking a cold shower and putting aftersun on didn't seem to work.

The lovely people I met in Dalat were in my dorm, so we decided to go for dinner together.
Whilst the Thai restaurant was really delicious, I felt ill all evening, and not hungry at all and really lacking conversation.  Stupid sunburn.  I felt like my whole body was blowing up, like Aunt Marge in Harry Potter.

The night was an interesting affair as I could hardly sleep with the heat in the room, and me feeling unwell.  I must have gotten some sleep though.

Next day I was off on my snorkelling trip.  At least the water would mean I could cool myself down thank goodness.
In the nature of a number things with the bamba pass, the company did expect me to pay for my trip...so there was that wonderful chaos of them asking for my reference number, then ID, then "we need to make some phone calls".  Eventually all was resolved.

The snorkelling trip was good, however there were, as with a lot of the trip so far, plenty of added extras that needed paying for on top of everything else, which I wasn't too fussed about.

I would definitely have liked the boats to have gone a little further out for the snorkelling, but I guess that's what you pay for on budget, whereas the catamaran in Australia was some serious stuff.
It was good fun, and I did see some lovely fish.
The buffet lunch was delicious and as I've been starting to find, when they do remember to cater for vegetarians then they cater magnificantly well.  Amazing food.

The floating bar was good fun too.

The next day I had another relaxing day on the beach, indulging myself in more cocktails and sun, before what was to be a very long overnight bus journey to Hoi An.

I will miss Nha Trang, but the north awaits.