Ba Be back to Hanoi
At breakfast of pancake we discussed the goings on of the night before. At 11.30 Roy finally lost it with the drivers sleeping in the room below us and banged so loudly on the floor the whole house, including the Belgian guests woke up! Roma thought it was the other guests and at first I was too embarrassed to admit it was Roy, but seems they were pleased the party below us finally got the message and shut up!
We then walked along the road we'd take home.
Up a hill and I was too nervous to risk climbing the rusted lookout.
At breakfast of pancake we discussed the goings on of the night before. At 11.30 Roy finally lost it with the drivers sleeping in the room below us and banged so loudly on the floor the whole house, including the Belgian guests woke up! Roma thought it was the other guests and at first I was too embarrassed to admit it was Roy, but seems they were pleased the party below us finally got the message and shut up!
We then walked along the road we'd take home.
Our much unloved driver collected us along the road and we started the nausea induced trip home. He really is a bad driver, jerkily taking bends and accelerating and decelerating constantly, for the full five hour drive. Roy wondered how many tourists he would tourment with illness in his career as a awful driver. At least it got us girls laughing through our greeness.
We nicknamed Ying our origami guide as she managed to get in the tiny seat behind us...And popped out when we stopped like a girl in a cake, our is it a clown in a box?
They build these really long thin building here. Notice the brown one on the right.
We arrived at our hotel in rush hour traffic and I was embarrassed we stopped to let us out and get our bags from underneath everything at the back while the traffic piled up behind us. It took a while to clear!
As requested, we got our same room again, then hit the streets. Busy! More so than this picture shows.
Met a really sweet dog, chewing a water bottle like Ella does.
We saw shops selling coffee that is regurgitated by the weasel and supposed to be really good, but it's no longer foraged in the forests like it's portrayed, but rather farmed with the poor creatures in battery type cages, so we won't but any.
Roy bought some kebabs got 10,000 dong each (about R6)
A lady put her hanging bowls with fruit on my shoulder, hoping to get money for a photo. It was the traditional ones you see hanging from a plank over the shoulder. I was sorry for her as it was incredibly heavy.
We chose a really fancy restaurant for dinner because of its view.
The restaurant at the very top.
The place was so posh but then they had modern pop music playing which totally ruined the fancy vibe. Quite funny. Wines on the menu were mostly South African, with a very average red going for over R500 a bottle. I had veg and mushroom which was delicious.
Now Roy is enjoying a gin and tonic on our deck. It's 10.30 and still very noisy out there!
Think I might go join him.
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