It's a seaside town (can you tell?) about an hour away from Saigon by air and six by train. There are a few high end spa hotels and loads of very cheap and clean minihotels. Ours cost £3.50 per person and came with air conditioning, shower, clean sheets a well stocked minibar and safety advice.
I like to follow instructions in hotel rooms but was a little stumped by the trafficking one, however I kept my bling to a minimum and came to no harm.
Streetside and beachside the atmosphere is relaxed, the vendors are friendly without being too pushy and the usual Vietnamese habit of living life on the street prevails.
He was loud, she was having none of it.
Culturally and historically the Cham Towers are worth a visit.
The accoustics are incredible and the view over Nha Trang is worth seeing.
The man on the left of this photograph struck the bowl gong a few times and three minutes later the sound was still reverberating.
No holiday is complete without a dose of kitsch and I found plenty.
Topiary of course, always a welcome art form. Nothing nicer than taking a tree and making it look completely unnatural.
Vinpearl Island is kitsch central. Arrive by cable car or ferry and you can ...
Enter Exotica Discoteque under the oxter of a giant mermaid.
Feed the penguins. There are scores of these things all over the resort. I felt bad stubbing a cigarette out in it's gaping maw but there was sand there for the purpose.
I struck lucky though, in preparation for Tet I saw thirteen men in a tree.
Ripping off the real leaves and replacing them with Tet appropriate yellow blossoms.
They seemed happy in their work.
Vinpearl is an odd place, almost deserted, completely artificial, unnaturally clean and slightly unsettling. If ever they make a Vietnamese version of The Prisoner they should set it here.
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