Where the wind blows

9th December - Mui Ne, Vietnam

You may have noted from previous postings that, both myself and Helen found Vietnam to be a highly enjoyable experience on many levels; most notably, the people who, are both friendly and interesting.

However, in Mui Ne, it was all about the beach.

I am no fan of beaches, which I usually find a little too sandy, but this was a little different. This was no place for swimming, sea fishing or being old. No. It was almost entirely devoted to wind surfing and kite surfing. I happen to know this because I spent 3 days watching them from the safety of my sun lounger, further up the beach. No 20ft jumps for me.

In all seriousness, our few days on the coast came as an ideal break from the fast paced life of the global trainsetter. The weather was perfect, the newly-opened-posh-resort-style-hotel-on-the-beach-offering-50%-off-its-already-dirt-cheap-prices was perfect, the tranquility, even the late night boozing was pretty much spot on.

I considered this a fine opportunity to nothing but read and laze and lounge for the entirety of our stay, citing 'lack of time' and 'we'll do it when we come back' as reasons why we did not do a single thing of worth. Good times.