Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Country Coffee in Kontum

The Country Cofffee in Kontum



I've first seen Country Coffee in Kontum, as I walk along Nguyen Hue looking for Hong My Hotel. That moment I passed by and seen it, I set myself to hang out in this place during my stay in Kontum.

On my second (first full day) in Kontum, after a walk around town, I passed by it again, and remembered about my plan of dropping by sometime.

The place was just too cozy over a big old tree that shade the area.







So I walked in, and looked for my preferred seating; I look puzzled as I enter, just as the people seeing me are as puzzled as to who I am.

Then came a guy and said something in Vietnamese, which I assume was asking for what I want; I asked for "Ca Phe Den Noum" but again, as previously, he did not understand. I had to revert back to my english therefore, and asked for "black coffee with sugar".

He then left to get my coffee, and I pull out my phone to do my usual facebook check.

Then, a woman came out of the nearby house, and asked me something in vietnamese; I would not know how to answer in vietnamese so had to tell her "somebody took my order already"

Not understanding anything, she calls one of the guys along (who knew how to speak english) and so I continued the converstation with him.

Then, my coffee came a little later. She sat onto the same table, and asked (in english) where I am frrom; I answered, from the Philippines.

She left, and came back a little later, with some fruits. She also called her daughter (studying in saigon and can somehow speak english) so the coffee-drop-by turned out to be a 3 hour conversation. I ended up getting my coffee in the house,and offered to assist me see the Rong house the following day.



I woke up late the following day though, and came back for my morning coffee at almost noontime. Again, Mama Lien was offering lunch, but I said i'll have it later. Judy, her daughter, wasn't available anymore at the time though so she can't accompany me to the Rong House. Meanwhile, she asked me if i'd like to come with her to her grandma, and then later, we'll check out the Rong House. Then again, i thought about asking her to point to me where on the map i can find the Rong House and I can probably go there myself.

I did not exactly find the same rong house they were telling me, but somehow i spotted a Rong house in town.



Then, in the evening, i met the same first guy who spoke english near the market as I was about to withdraw money. 

I asked him where he's going, and said he's headed to the coffee shop. I asked him if he can wait for me, and said yes.
We went to the coffee shop, but this time, i was led direct into the kitchen. The family was having dinner, and was asked to join; And they even gave me beer after.





They were asking me to stay too in Kontum as they will be having a celebration the next day, but I said i'll try.

On my last day, I dropped by the coffee shop again to have my first coffee of the day, and perhaps to say goodbye. Again, they were asking me to stay, but I said,, i'll come back in case I don't get a bus. 

And, to the last minute, They drove me though to the bus station.

What a great family to have. I'll certainly come back to this family when I go close to this part of vietnam.



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The Country Cofffee in Kontum



I've first seen Country Coffee in Kontum, as I walk along Nguyen Hue looking for Hong My Hotel. That moment I passed by and seen it, I set myself to hang out in this place during my stay in Kontum.

On my second (first full day) in Kontum, after a walk around town, I passed by it again, and remembered about my plan of dropping by sometime.

The place was just too cozy over a big old tree that shade the area.







So I walked in, and looked for my preferred seating; I look puzzled as I enter, just as the people seeing me are as puzzled as to who I am.

Then came a guy and said something in Vietnamese, which I assume was asking for what I want; I asked for "Ca Phe Den Noum" but again, as previously, he did not understand. I had to revert back to my english therefore, and asked for "black coffee with sugar".

He then left to get my coffee, and I pull out my phone to do my usual facebook check.

Then, a woman came out of the nearby house, and asked me something in vietnamese; I would not know how to answer in vietnamese so had to tell her "somebody took my order already"

Not understanding anything, she calls one of the guys along (who knew how to speak english) and so I continued the converstation with him.

Then, my coffee came a little later. She sat onto the same table, and asked (in english) where I am frrom; I answered, from the Philippines.

She left, and came back a little later, with some fruits. She also called her daughter (studying in saigon and can somehow speak english) so the coffee-drop-by turned out to be a 3 hour conversation. I ended up getting my coffee in the house,and offered to assist me see the Rong house the following day.



I woke up late the following day though, and came back for my morning coffee at almost noontime. Again, Mama Lien was offering lunch, but I said i'll have it later. Judy, her daughter, wasn't available anymore at the time though so she can't accompany me to the Rong House. Meanwhile, she asked me if i'd like to come with her to her grandma, and then later, we'll check out the Rong House. Then again, i thought about asking her to point to me where on the map i can find the Rong House and I can probably go there myself.

I did not exactly find the same rong house they were telling me, but somehow i spotted a Rong house in town.



Then, in the evening, i met the same first guy who spoke english near the market as I was about to withdraw money. 

I asked him where he's going, and said he's headed to the coffee shop. I asked him if he can wait for me, and said yes.
We went to the coffee shop, but this time, i was led direct into the kitchen. The family was having dinner, and was asked to join; And they even gave me beer after.





They were asking me to stay too in Kontum as they will be having a celebration the next day, but I said i'll try.

On my last day, I dropped by the coffee shop again to have my first coffee of the day, and perhaps to say goodbye. Again, they were asking me to stay, but I said,, i'll come back in case I don't get a bus. 

And, to the last minute, They drove me though to the bus station.

What a great family to have. I'll certainly come back to this family when I go close to this part of vietnam.



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Around Van Gia

Around Van Gia

Vang picked me up early from the Motel to go to Phi's place for coffee and breakfast.

It wasn't a very good weather though, seeing the dark clouds and the wind blowing strong. With such situation, unfortunately, we can't go and take an island trip, especially that, the island I specifically wanted to go to is known to have drowned some vietnamese before.

After the coffee, Phi said we'll go to a restaurant and eat dogs... ooops! Again, it's an invitation from a local, and i can't refuse.


Another friend of him came with us, and, unfortunately, dog meat was just not for me. They initially ordered 1 dish, made me try, but, just after 1 bite, I was throwing up. The smell was just too intense. Then, they ordered another dish, and I had to say thanks though. They ordered a soup, but still couldn't get me to eat. I said I was still full, though honestly, my stomach has just completely gone off. Another is that, they ordered rice wine too, and I don't think it was a great itinerary for 10am.





After the restaurant, I asked Phi if we can perhaps visit Dam Mong (or Lambong, as it sounded when they pronounced it).

It took us probably about an hour to get to Lambong, driving as careful as possible as the wind was blowing strong, and the trucks passing by are speeding.



Lambong was actually a sand dune, instead of a wide beach. It was like going to a completely different country, considering that i've been seeing endless green hills all my time in vietnam.

Upon exit from the highway towards Lambong, you'd be greeted by massive fish culture pools, growing crabs and shrimps as I was told.

As we moved further, village becomes rarer and rarer, just like the traffic. The beach clear and quiet, and made me wonder again why russians ever thought of setting up in Nha Trang when this town is just an hour away.





Driving further, we got into some rock formations alongside the beach, where there are seafood restaurants too for visitiors.

It rained so hard right then, so we thought of having some coffee and Pho at the restaurant. After all, i have technically not eaten at all for that day.







On the way back, we were intending to visit the water dam, Tu Bong, just next to the detour from the highway, but it was late, and Phi has to go somewhere else.





Meantime, I was picked up by Vhang after some rest in the Motel, to have dinner with his family.


I was planning to stay further for another day so I can make another attempt to the beautiful white sand island, but, looking at the weather report online, it does not seem like the weather will be any better, so thought about moving to Pleiku.




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Around Van Gia

Vang picked me up early from the Motel to go to Phi's place for coffee and breakfast.

It wasn't a very good weather though, seeing the dark clouds and the wind blowing strong. With such situation, unfortunately, we can't go and take an island trip, especially that, the island I specifically wanted to go to is known to have drowned some vietnamese before.

After the coffee, Phi said we'll go to a restaurant and eat dogs... ooops! Again, it's an invitation from a local, and i can't refuse.


Another friend of him came with us, and, unfortunately, dog meat was just not for me. They initially ordered 1 dish, made me try, but, just after 1 bite, I was throwing up. The smell was just too intense. Then, they ordered another dish, and I had to say thanks though. They ordered a soup, but still couldn't get me to eat. I said I was still full, though honestly, my stomach has just completely gone off. Another is that, they ordered rice wine too, and I don't think it was a great itinerary for 10am.





After the restaurant, I asked Phi if we can perhaps visit Dam Mong (or Lambong, as it sounded when they pronounced it).

It took us probably about an hour to get to Lambong, driving as careful as possible as the wind was blowing strong, and the trucks passing by are speeding.



Lambong was actually a sand dune, instead of a wide beach. It was like going to a completely different country, considering that i've been seeing endless green hills all my time in vietnam.

Upon exit from the highway towards Lambong, you'd be greeted by massive fish culture pools, growing crabs and shrimps as I was told.

As we moved further, village becomes rarer and rarer, just like the traffic. The beach clear and quiet, and made me wonder again why russians ever thought of setting up in Nha Trang when this town is just an hour away.





Driving further, we got into some rock formations alongside the beach, where there are seafood restaurants too for visitiors.

It rained so hard right then, so we thought of having some coffee and Pho at the restaurant. After all, i have technically not eaten at all for that day.







On the way back, we were intending to visit the water dam, Tu Bong, just next to the detour from the highway, but it was late, and Phi has to go somewhere else.





Meantime, I was picked up by Vhang after some rest in the Motel, to have dinner with his family.


I was planning to stay further for another day so I can make another attempt to the beautiful white sand island, but, looking at the weather report online, it does not seem like the weather will be any better, so thought about moving to Pleiku.




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Where I stayed in Da Lat, Vietnam

Where I stayed in Da Lat, Vietnam



I booked one night at this guesthouse in Hanoi, just to be sure we have something to land on when we get to Da Lat. When I was booking, sometimes I'd see fully book on some hotels, so I feared it might not be a good idea to be just walking in and around, especially with such a heavy bag.

I was surprised at our arrival in this guesthouse though, as, when I mentioned to the receptionist about our booking, she answered me with "let me check if i have an available room." Luckily, she said she can make one available at about noontime.

When we arrived after a short tour of the town proper, the room was ready, but not exactly as described in our booking. There was really no balcony. The Wifi works intermittently.

While I booked 1 night only, we asked the receptionist if we can extend; She checked, and said Yes (and by then, I was assuming it will be available for us as long as we intend to stay).

On our third day, after our arrival from the Silk Factory, she said she don't have the room available for another night. We couldn't really make a demand as after all, we did not really claify our booking. When I checked on booking.com though, they were still showing as available. There were also some guests who arrived, and I think they had a problem with their booking.

The other downside of this accomodation is that the walls just amplify all the sounds. We stayed at room 202 and I think the owners (with their babies) stay next room; They may not be that loud really, but the walls make it heard all over, and a lot louder.

You can also hear every step from everyone taking the stairs.

For those eyeing this guesthouse, you may want to consider the next one beside it. They rate is the same at $7 per night, though you will initially be asked for $10. Below are the pics; just forgot the name though.





Meantime, in front of either guesthouse is a club that plays techno/electro music from 5pm til late to midnight. The DJ is absolutely boring with extremely noisy and flash beats all night.



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Where I stayed in Da Lat, Vietnam



I booked one night at this guesthouse in Hanoi, just to be sure we have something to land on when we get to Da Lat. When I was booking, sometimes I'd see fully book on some hotels, so I feared it might not be a good idea to be just walking in and around, especially with such a heavy bag.

I was surprised at our arrival in this guesthouse though, as, when I mentioned to the receptionist about our booking, she answered me with "let me check if i have an available room." Luckily, she said she can make one available at about noontime.

When we arrived after a short tour of the town proper, the room was ready, but not exactly as described in our booking. There was really no balcony. The Wifi works intermittently.

While I booked 1 night only, we asked the receptionist if we can extend; She checked, and said Yes (and by then, I was assuming it will be available for us as long as we intend to stay).

On our third day, after our arrival from the Silk Factory, she said she don't have the room available for another night. We couldn't really make a demand as after all, we did not really claify our booking. When I checked on booking.com though, they were still showing as available. There were also some guests who arrived, and I think they had a problem with their booking.

The other downside of this accomodation is that the walls just amplify all the sounds. We stayed at room 202 and I think the owners (with their babies) stay next room; They may not be that loud really, but the walls make it heard all over, and a lot louder.

You can also hear every step from everyone taking the stairs.

For those eyeing this guesthouse, you may want to consider the next one beside it. They rate is the same at $7 per night, though you will initially be asked for $10. Below are the pics; just forgot the name though.





Meantime, in front of either guesthouse is a club that plays techno/electro music from 5pm til late to midnight. The DJ is absolutely boring with extremely noisy and flash beats all night.



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Monday, July 28, 2014

Meeting a Bisaya Speaking Vietnamese

Meeting a Bisaya Speaking Vietnamese


While having dinner with Vang the other night, he has mentioned that he has a vietnamese friend who has worked in the Philippines for a Year. 

He phoned him, Phi, and handed the phone to me. To my surprise, Phi spoke to me in Bisaya. I was confused of whether I understood it right that Phi was vietnamese.

All the while, just as I thought i won't be having any oral conversation (as opposed to sign/body language), here I am presented with someone who can speak Bisaya. Only problem is, although i can pick up some words, I don't fairly speak bisaya at all.

After dinner, vang brought me to the baywalk to have a cane juice. Then he asked me what I was interested in doing, and asked him if we can have beer.
I was actually intending to have beer at those cafes along the bay, but I don't think he understood it. He brought me to a restaurant, and when we asked beer, we were given half a case (12 bottles) and a bucket of ice.. whoah!

After the beer, Vang was going to drive me back to my motel; Phi's house was along the way, and saw him serving coffee, so we dropped by.

Indeed, Phi is a vietnamese. He set up a table for us, and was so excited to offer me a drink.

He told me that he has an uncle who was a refugee to the Philippines, and by now had stores in cities in Mindanao and Calamba. He said he was invited there to work for the store in Oroquieta City and that's how he has come to know Bisaya.

He asked me where I wanted to go the next day, and told him I wanted to see the islands off Van Gia.He said he'll borrow a boat, and we can go in the afternoon, around noon, which, by then, Vang would have been free from work already.

Van Gia is just easier and more fun than expected





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Meeting a Bisaya Speaking Vietnamese


While having dinner with Vang the other night, he has mentioned that he has a vietnamese friend who has worked in the Philippines for a Year. 

He phoned him, Phi, and handed the phone to me. To my surprise, Phi spoke to me in Bisaya. I was confused of whether I understood it right that Phi was vietnamese.

All the while, just as I thought i won't be having any oral conversation (as opposed to sign/body language), here I am presented with someone who can speak Bisaya. Only problem is, although i can pick up some words, I don't fairly speak bisaya at all.

After dinner, vang brought me to the baywalk to have a cane juice. Then he asked me what I was interested in doing, and asked him if we can have beer.
I was actually intending to have beer at those cafes along the bay, but I don't think he understood it. He brought me to a restaurant, and when we asked beer, we were given half a case (12 bottles) and a bucket of ice.. whoah!

After the beer, Vang was going to drive me back to my motel; Phi's house was along the way, and saw him serving coffee, so we dropped by.

Indeed, Phi is a vietnamese. He set up a table for us, and was so excited to offer me a drink.

He told me that he has an uncle who was a refugee to the Philippines, and by now had stores in cities in Mindanao and Calamba. He said he was invited there to work for the store in Oroquieta City and that's how he has come to know Bisaya.

He asked me where I wanted to go the next day, and told him I wanted to see the islands off Van Gia.He said he'll borrow a boat, and we can go in the afternoon, around noon, which, by then, Vang would have been free from work already.

Van Gia is just easier and more fun than expected





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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Bored in Nha Thrang and Gone Van Gia

Bored in Nha Thrang and Gone Van Gia
Looking at how the beach look like from Google Maps, it does not seem to be any interesting at all; Wikitravel also cites that travellers who have been to the beaches of Thailand and Philippines, may not like it. Nevertheless, it is a popular destination for Vietnam and on my way, so thought about checking it out somehow. I can always leave after a night in case i don't like it.

I've roamed around Nha Trang did not really find a reason to stay. Meantime, there was a destination I was eyeing, just about 100km north of Nha Trang, and thought about checking it out. The only problem I have is that there's nothing known online about this destination, and I can't find any possible accomodation.

After 2 nights in Nha Trang, I decided to leave. I have asked some vietnamese I met earlier for how I can go there, and I was told there shall be a bus from the bus station.

I walked towards the bus station, and asked the counters. Luckily, the person I asked knew how to speak english, and was quite helpful. She walked me through to some vans going to Quy Nhon and asked the driver if I can hop in. Driver agreed for 40,000 dong.
It was about 4pm when I reached Van Gia. It took a while to get there as the driver kept picking passengers, and fitting people everywhere even without seats.


When I arrived, I looked around for guesthouses; Unfortunately, I wasn't seeing any. 

I was feeling tired of my bag, so asked around for where I can probably get hot black coffee.

As I walk to where I was pointed, people in the coffee shop (about 90% of the probably 30 people) were looking at me. They knew, an outsider has invaded their town.

I sat and asked for hot black cofffee; The owner asked me where I am from, and told him of my origins and reason for being in Van Gia.
He happened to be a refugee to the Philippines back in the vietnam war; At that time, some vietnamese braved the West Philippine sea to reach the Philippines, and temporarily take refuge there (thus a big vietnamese community in Puerto Princessa Palawan); He still knew a little tagalog :-)


I asked hiim for where I can stay at cheap, and showed me on the map. Just on my way out, a cousin of him (Vang) volunteered to drop me to the motel (80,000 VND/night).
Then, just 30 mins after setting up in my room, I received a message from Vang, asking if i'd be up for dinner with him, which I wouldn't refuse of course.





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Bored in Nha Thrang and Gone Van Gia
Looking at how the beach look like from Google Maps, it does not seem to be any interesting at all; Wikitravel also cites that travellers who have been to the beaches of Thailand and Philippines, may not like it. Nevertheless, it is a popular destination for Vietnam and on my way, so thought about checking it out somehow. I can always leave after a night in case i don't like it.

I've roamed around Nha Trang did not really find a reason to stay. Meantime, there was a destination I was eyeing, just about 100km north of Nha Trang, and thought about checking it out. The only problem I have is that there's nothing known online about this destination, and I can't find any possible accomodation.

After 2 nights in Nha Trang, I decided to leave. I have asked some vietnamese I met earlier for how I can go there, and I was told there shall be a bus from the bus station.

I walked towards the bus station, and asked the counters. Luckily, the person I asked knew how to speak english, and was quite helpful. She walked me through to some vans going to Quy Nhon and asked the driver if I can hop in. Driver agreed for 40,000 dong.
It was about 4pm when I reached Van Gia. It took a while to get there as the driver kept picking passengers, and fitting people everywhere even without seats.


When I arrived, I looked around for guesthouses; Unfortunately, I wasn't seeing any. 

I was feeling tired of my bag, so asked around for where I can probably get hot black coffee.

As I walk to where I was pointed, people in the coffee shop (about 90% of the probably 30 people) were looking at me. They knew, an outsider has invaded their town.

I sat and asked for hot black cofffee; The owner asked me where I am from, and told him of my origins and reason for being in Van Gia.
He happened to be a refugee to the Philippines back in the vietnam war; At that time, some vietnamese braved the West Philippine sea to reach the Philippines, and temporarily take refuge there (thus a big vietnamese community in Puerto Princessa Palawan); He still knew a little tagalog :-)


I asked hiim for where I can stay at cheap, and showed me on the map. Just on my way out, a cousin of him (Vang) volunteered to drop me to the motel (80,000 VND/night).
Then, just 30 mins after setting up in my room, I received a message from Vang, asking if i'd be up for dinner with him, which I wouldn't refuse of course.





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Three times a broken tire to Pongour Waterfall


Pongour waterfall was the main reason I was visiting Da Lat as it is the closest town to it (where I can scout a guesthouse); Thus, it was the first thing in my list on my first full day in Da Lat.

I am staying in Da Lat with 2 other guys, Moa, a swedish backpacker I met back in the Philippines, and Dave, an Irish holiday maker, we met at boarding in the bus from Saigon to Da Lat.

It was nearly 11am when we finished breakfast and coffee that day. From there, everything ran smooth, with Me and Moa on one bike, and dave on the other; It was around an hour drive to get to the village jumpoff.

When we were about 500m (as I estimate from the map), I felt something wrong with the bike; It wasn't as easy to steer, so we stopped and check.. we got a flat tire.




I was telling my folks we can probably leave the bike there, and walk, since we're that close, but Dave sugggested that we better get it worked out first. He volunteered to drive back to the highway, probably about 6kms away, and try to pick up someone who can repair.

Meanwhile, as we wait for Dave, a drunk local came walking towards us; He came with a bottle of wine, which I thought at first was water. I kept nodding and smiling and saying Yes to him, while he continues talking some vietnamese.. none that I can decipher.



Then, David came afterwards. He said the tire guy won't agree on going with him, and is asking us to drive the bike to his shop where he'll do the repair. We did as suggested.

The interior of the tire has exploded, and it is so worn out that it is better off being replaced. It took about 45 mins (and 100K VND) to complete the replacement.



I was starving too at the time, and I asked MOA and Dave to drive first to a local eatery before heading back to the Falls. We drove further way, til we got to a Pho stall.





After that, we proceeded to the Bogour waterfall.  The waterfall wasn't really that deserted as I thought. The local administrators have made some fixtures in the vicinity, including toilets and walkways, and there are also restaurants around; Had we known, we would have really been better off walking the bike through, and taking the tire repair afterwards.







On the way back, we thought of checking out the Silk Factory; Then again, just about 20mins of driving, our tire has exploded again. Luckily, there was a tire shop just next to where it happened, so it was convenient (20,000VND to plaster).



We drove further towards the silk factory. After about another 20-30mins, our bike was wiggling. It's flat again. We asked for where we can get a repair, and were asked to drive further about 500m.



This time, the interior had to be replaced again (and thankfully it was only 65,000VND this time).

We eventually got into the Silk Factory though it was closed, so had to postpone the visit to the following day. We went straight instead to guesthouse to rest.





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Pongour waterfall was the main reason I was visiting Da Lat as it is the closest town to it (where I can scout a guesthouse); Thus, it was the first thing in my list on my first full day in Da Lat.

I am staying in Da Lat with 2 other guys, Moa, a swedish backpacker I met back in the Philippines, and Dave, an Irish holiday maker, we met at boarding in the bus from Saigon to Da Lat.

It was nearly 11am when we finished breakfast and coffee that day. From there, everything ran smooth, with Me and Moa on one bike, and dave on the other; It was around an hour drive to get to the village jumpoff.

When we were about 500m (as I estimate from the map), I felt something wrong with the bike; It wasn't as easy to steer, so we stopped and check.. we got a flat tire.




I was telling my folks we can probably leave the bike there, and walk, since we're that close, but Dave sugggested that we better get it worked out first. He volunteered to drive back to the highway, probably about 6kms away, and try to pick up someone who can repair.

Meanwhile, as we wait for Dave, a drunk local came walking towards us; He came with a bottle of wine, which I thought at first was water. I kept nodding and smiling and saying Yes to him, while he continues talking some vietnamese.. none that I can decipher.



Then, David came afterwards. He said the tire guy won't agree on going with him, and is asking us to drive the bike to his shop where he'll do the repair. We did as suggested.

The interior of the tire has exploded, and it is so worn out that it is better off being replaced. It took about 45 mins (and 100K VND) to complete the replacement.



I was starving too at the time, and I asked MOA and Dave to drive first to a local eatery before heading back to the Falls. We drove further way, til we got to a Pho stall.





After that, we proceeded to the Bogour waterfall.  The waterfall wasn't really that deserted as I thought. The local administrators have made some fixtures in the vicinity, including toilets and walkways, and there are also restaurants around; Had we known, we would have really been better off walking the bike through, and taking the tire repair afterwards.







On the way back, we thought of checking out the Silk Factory; Then again, just about 20mins of driving, our tire has exploded again. Luckily, there was a tire shop just next to where it happened, so it was convenient (20,000VND to plaster).



We drove further towards the silk factory. After about another 20-30mins, our bike was wiggling. It's flat again. We asked for where we can get a repair, and were asked to drive further about 500m.



This time, the interior had to be replaced again (and thankfully it was only 65,000VND this time).

We eventually got into the Silk Factory though it was closed, so had to postpone the visit to the following day. We went straight instead to guesthouse to rest.





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