Nha Trang is a total tourist town right on the beach. I am sure there is a lot of history that I could look into but really, all you need to know right now is "PARTY!".
During our first full day I went diving while Kim went walking and checking out the town. It was cloudy and there was a lot of wave action so the visibility wasn't great, but I was able to have two good dives and saw some amazing corals and fauna. The highlight was We (pronounced "way"), my dive master. I was the only diver for the day so we spent fom 7am to 2pm together. 26 years old and conversational in English I learned a lot about his life and culture. A funny guy and seemed to think I was funny (may have been funny hmmm... And I was paying him) and the only Viet I have met who says "fuck" regularly, so, like, my soul mate.
Kim found a great little restaurant and, after an afternoon nap, we had a lovely dinner. Tons of obese, totally rude Russians in town and we had a pair at the table next to us. They were such assholes to the really good, young, serving staff which took a bit of the shine off, but still nice.
After dinner we wandered about, planning for a walk before bed. We came across a British owned and staffed bar and the Sweden Finn game was on. Curling final to follow. Then Canada US semi final. There was booze involved. Sooooo, when we got back to the hotel at FOUR A F**KING CLOCK in the morning, the hotel was locked up tight, including the gate that keeps one away from the locked front doors. Risking a night in a Vietnamese jail, I scaled the gates (I mentioned there was booze involved, righ?) and banged on the front door until I woke the staff. They totally love us as guests.
I'll keep you updated.
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