Day 29 Tam Thahn to Quang Ngai







 Tried to leave early but as we were loading our bikes our lovely host came out with sticky rice, soya sauce and cups of tea. They wouldn't take any money for last night's meal or breakfast saying they wanted to welcome us into their house. Finally left about 7.15am and headed to a ferry which took us to a small island. Flags and bunting everywhere for New Year and friendly hellos every few minutes. On the far side of the island we took another ferry back to the mainland. The rest of the journey was not that inspiring. We went down a very straight coast road for what seemed like ages, passing derelict after derelict what would have been rather grand beach resorts. I had a quick skinny dip to cool off as absolutely no one around. The rest of the journey encompassed main roads, gravel tracks, concrete lanes, dry muddy paths, 2 drinks stops, countryside and finally back into a big busy city. Nice quiet hotel so a chilled afternoon and then 2 jobs to do- update the SIM card and find an ATM that wouldn't charge and had an English translation. Managed the first, but not the second. By this time it was dark and we'd been cycling around the city for 90 mins. Local restaurant for food and then the karaoke started -so loud we couldn't even talk! 

Shorter but even hotter day tomorrow - finally leaving the coast and heading to the hills 😃


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  1. Generous hosts!
    Glad you didn't scare the locals Pete! 😳

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