After a sleepless 12-hour overnight bus to Nha Trang, we arrived at the Backpacker's House at 6:30am, tired and droopy-eyed.
Luckily, we are almost always able to check in at any guesthouse as early as we arrive, none of this 3pm check-in that we are accustomed to in America. This was the first dorm we stayed at. It wasn't bad at all, there were five bunk-beds, one bathroom and an internet-connected computer in the room. Lena was staying there and would overlap our stay for one night. Ryan and Dillon, along with a group of Brits they had met along their way also stayed there. Everyone kind of mobbed around town to restaurants and bars together. We had a blast in Nha Trang.
Luckily, we are almost always able to check in at any guesthouse as early as we arrive, none of this 3pm check-in that we are accustomed to in America. This was the first dorm we stayed at. It wasn't bad at all, there were five bunk-beds, one bathroom and an internet-connected computer in the room. Lena was staying there and would overlap our stay for one night. Ryan and Dillon, along with a group of Brits they had met along their way also stayed there. Everyone kind of mobbed around town to restaurants and bars together. We had a blast in Nha Trang.
The next day, we got everyone to agree on a $7 boat tour of a few nearby islands.
It also included lunch, fruit, "happy hour" in the water, snorkeling and live entertainment, which was truly entertaining to say the least. We stopped in the clear blue waters for our happy hour and a few rounds of jumping off the top level of the boat. Some people got creative with their jumps!
We returned to the hostel for showers before enjoying another fun-filled night on the town.
We returned to the hostel for showers before enjoying another fun-filled night on the town.
The following morning, Amy and I rented bicycles and went all over the city to the big, white Buddha, and much further than that to an old temple that looked quite Aztec-like to me.
We came back to the town to soak up the last few hours of sunlight by the pool and gorgeous beach of Louisianne Brewhouse.
Rather than taking our next bus to Da Lat, we got the group to agree on a motorbike ride down there, which would commence the following morning.
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