D32: 12/04/2013 the story of the sand dollar Mui Ne morning, we walk the other direction. Here the

D30: 12.02.2013 Ho Chi Minh Mui Ne Morning bus to us from Mrs evening the story of the sand dollar reception promised to be made. Everything is sold out. Raises and raises and everything is full. Nothing can be done, so we're a little podriemať, because the time is now hill. Before traveling the story of the sand dollar strengthen noodle soup and pizza in an African company with cheap beer on tap. After a long time, and neglected the Cambodian pungency (everywhere were just bottles with chemical CIPOS sauces, no fresh or pickled chilli) we finally the story of the sand dollar something really spicy. The hotel we have come to take a guide with a gang of tourists. She led us again just around the corner. Why not tell us right where we are going to wait for the bus? I honestly do not understand. Have to see how the bus picked us more and more people. On the main street, a tourist guide performs one hand. So she was afraid to go through hell motocykové. I understand it very well, also I have to pull, she would probably really waited until the night before it passed. Not that he was then weaker convenience store. Slowly and vymotkávame of the city. On one intersection Narato 23 wheelers side by side, standing between two dvojprúdovkami, waiting will not pass our way. Hordes of motorcycles are still shocking. When all the seats are filled the story of the sand dollar and some stop Taking natives, a guide and does not hesitate to build his plastic chair (child) into the alley, you hopefully will not cost you the whole way. Mui Ne to arrive late in the evening. The beach is more than 10 kilometers long and do not feel like it was never sick with bags pass through, we were just a little the story of the sand dollar uncertain when-where to speak. From Íriek know their place "Sun" for $ 10, but this guide does not know, so we XCE landed in the center (which may also harm). the story of the sand dollar But to catch a glimpse of "Sun", we take things and go for the driver, who already but fortunately hampered by other tourists, so hastened to climb them. But the hotel is busy, so I'm going to look for something else. The remains converse with young girls who sell tours to Russian tourists. I find a little further decrement of $ 12 but I agree it's better, because they do not speak English. While there but both we come to the young man appears, allowing us to understand and agree with him without a price change, you still do not want to use it for $ 10 We have a nice room with a window into the yard. Irishman after a bicycle accident prematurely returned to Saigon, we bypassed.
D31: 03/12/2013 Mui Ne proper sleeping the story of the sand dollar late in the morning, I'm trying to heal. We're going to go to a little beach that we'll have some breakfast and we shall take a bit of a healthy bronze. After all, as they say, do not go where the sun keeps the doctor away. We find fuller restaurant order food and watching "sandbagovanie". The beach is zerodovaná, slapping waves directly on the stairs leading to the restaurant and next to the strip of land no steps have completely falls off shore. Fix it so that the pumps sprayed from beach sand to the shore, where a bunch makačov handled sprayed sand into bags and the bags (sand bags s) imposed as a wall that has protected beach. The pump has vycucalo ashore pit so poor fellow, what the end of the hose sucks sand standing waist-deep in water and when it comes wool, pour it after breasts. Poor sometimes just go change and when there comes a decrepit grandfather and waves rise, so it sometimes entire breakthrough. Surprisingly or even scolding, just stubbornly trying neodplávať with waves and keep the hose on the pit filled the story of the sand dollar with water. To me he is sorry. I think if I'm standing there, so I wave under the breasts. Much food we tasted and to be here longer implores the food came. Enough of the sun, we're going to continue to treat the shade beach home. Yet it is just nice gravies. Bring one table in the hall, which is a bit cooler, the story of the sand dollar we are giving a fresh coconut and it has finally Paradis the story of the sand dollar flesh, so we let him and slash. Handsomely from it rent. The remaining work, I read and sleep in the room. Before we head west for dinner. The home we recommend the same company where we were at breakfast, it's ignored. We end up in a nice reštika overlooking the main road. We'll the story of the sand dollar have the whole fish, which is probably freshwater, because the point of exit taste Mud carp. We're not excited because Panky us sold as red snapper (which is a sea fish). Sweet and sour sauce of tomato the story of the sand dollar and pineapple is fine, but not save it. And we have not even seen as caught the story of the sand dollar fish from our's pool. God knows what the story was. Even the wine was bad enough, I think that no South Asian local wine will no longer be tested. We stop on the way back in the breakfast business that wash down the mud and PIVKA rumokolou. Waves are due to the influx of high, slapping it on top of the stairs and a little šliechajú into the restaurant itself. So, night swimming evaluated the story of the sand dollar as suicide, we pay drinks and going home.
D32: 12/04/2013 the story of the sand dollar Mui Ne morning, we walk the other direction. Here the beach is much wider, although in some places the story of the sand dollar uses sand bags. On the main street we see small sharks in the pool. Restaurants have such an idea of fresh seafood that can hold small pools or aquariums all sorts of animals, fish, crabs, crawfish, but also frogs, snakes and eels. I do not know the extent to which these animals are fresh, but I'm so attracted. Frogs