A Tour of South Vietnam: Part 3

Mui Ne

 

Mui Ne is all the way down South

After Dalat, we headed back down those windy mountain roads even further down the coast of Southern Vietnam. Mui Ne is a beach town that is supposed to have a laid back vibe and a small surfing community. The town consists of a 10 mile stretch of two-lane road that follows the coast. It’s a little challenging to see the whole place unless you have a motorbike. When we arrived we walked around with our backpacks for about half an hour before finding this little gem of a motel, right on the beach for about $8.00 a night.

Our Beachside Room

only steps between our room and the beach!

 

 

After exploring the nearby beach and enjoying a much needed pineapple/mango smoothie from our hotel, we ventured out onto the main road to see what else was near by. Around sunset we came across this tin shack a few miles down the road from the motel. The menu had ridiculously cheap seafood and beer, and the smell that was coming out of the little grill was unbelievable, so we had to stop and get a snack. Needless to say, this became our new favorite place; somewhere we would be going to several times in the next few days.

We met up with a girl from China, who was on the bus with us from Dalat to MuiNe. WE all shared some garlic mussels and grilled shrimp. And then she was nice enough to take us both back to our motel. First she took kelly on her motorbike, and then came back for me.

 

The next day, we set out on a day trip to see as much of the area as possible. We would have liked to go on a private motorbike tour of the countryside, but we were too wary of being scammed by the drivers, after all, we were in Vietnam. So we opted for a coach tour, which seemed like the most trustworthy option. It took us to a fishing village further up the coast, where they use little 3 man fishing boats that look like baskets.

 

Tons of small traditional fishing boats

And then, we were supposed to visit the White sand dunes and the Red sand dunes that Mui Ne is famous for. But a few things went wrong. First, a storm started brewing (we were still in the Monsoon season) and then one of the tires on the bus blew out.

A storm heading right for us

 

The bus breaks down, just in time for a natural disaster

and of course the Korean tourists take the opportunity to take photos, in the middle of the street with oncoming traffic.

But then again, so am I...

Finally, we got moving, but by then the storm was right on top of us. So we had to sit under a thatched roof for almost an hour before the pouring rain cleared up a little and we could check out the dunes, which would have been so much more impressive without the rain.

back on the road to the not-so-promising sand dunes

 

waiting out the rain with a present from a little boy, he didn't even ask us to buy it from him

still raining, but we found a puppy!

starting to clear up

 

By the time we left the white sand dunes, it was almost dark and the tour guide/bus driver said we were going to skip the Red sand dunes, which was supposed to be the most impressive part of the day. Everyone on the bus protested, so we got to go anyway, but buy then there wasn’t much to see…

The red dunes

On our last night in Mui Ne, we went back to our favorite seafood spot on the beach. It was a mile or two each way, but totally worth the walk. We got there and ate our delicious mussels and scallops and drank our cheap beer and once again the rain came our way. We decided to wait it out and have a few more beers with some of the other patrons, but as the rain kept coming, most of them braved the storm and jumped on their motorbikes and headed back to their homes and hotels. Eventually we were the only ones left, with the exception of the owner and her son. Walking home was no longer an option, because the water had flooded the street and was about waist high. The son offered to drive all 3 of us on his motorbike to our hotel for a small fee. We accepted and rode through the waist-deep water in the streets. It felt more like a jetski than a motorcycle, I don’t know how the bike was still working, but it got us there safely. And the next morning we were back on the bus with our wet clothes and all.

We survived the monsoon!

Only one more destination left in this crazy country. Next Stop: Saigon!

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1 Response to “A Tour of South Vietnam: Part 3”


  1. 1 robert willmott May 23, 2011 at 11:02 am

    i came across you photos by accident and i think they are great , i live 10 miles west of cardiff , a place called cowbridge, i would love you to visit ! great photos and have a nice time where ever you are ! rob


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