Phu Quoc

Der er sket super meget i lobet af den sidste uges tid, saa jeg starter lige med vores tur til Phu Quoc.
Sidste fredag aften begav vi os afsted med natbus mod byen Rach Gia for at komme med baaden tidligt den naeste morgen. Det virkede som en rigtig god plan, da vi baade slap for at betale for en overnatning, og kunne komme med morgenbaaden. Det var det desvaerre bare ikke! Hverken paa busstationen eller i bussen var der nogen der snakkede engelsk, og vi indsaa hurtigt at vi virkelig var kommet med lokal bussen, da vi var var de eneste turister! Vi provede at sove paa det, vi troede skulle vaere en 6 timer lang bus tur, men chaufforens vietnamesiske musik og korsel gjorde det ikke nemt! Han korte saa staerkt og farligt, at hver gang man aabnede ojnene havde man egentlig mest lyst til at lukke dem igen for at prove at glemme, hvor slemt han korte (en teknik jeg har brugt skraemmende mange gange siden!)! Det endte med at vi ankom til Rach Gia en time for beregnet (det skal lige siges, at turen hjem tog over en time laengere en turen dertil!). Og der sad vi saa 3 danske piger paa en busstation kl. 4 om natten, hvor INGEN snakkede engelsk! Vi var til gengaeld omringet af ulaekre motorcykel taxi korer, som heller en gerne ville have os med, men vi naegtede i troen paa, at vi kunne finde en taxa! Efter at have forsogt paa det over en time maatte vi dog give op, og det hele endte med at Jose overtale en buschauffor til at kore os til baaden! Derfra gik det hele fint, indtil vi ankom til byen vi skulle bo i, og maatte indse at den eneste maade, vi kunne komme til vores hotel paa var at hoppe op bag paa en motorcykel! En ting vi alle tre havde undgaaet, siden vi kom til Vietnam! Til vores alle sammens overraskelse var det en fed tur, og vi besluttede med det samme, at det var vi nodt til at gore igen! Hotellet vi boede paa viste sig at vaere rigtig laekkert lige ned til stranden med laekker pool og restaurant. Dog var det uden for saesonen, saa der var ikke saerlig mange gaester. Vi brugte vores 4 dage paa oen paa at bade og slappe af ved stranden, spise laekker mad og udforske byen og oen. Det viste sig at vaere en meget lidt turistet o, saa vi fik virkelig et indtryk af hvordan vietnameserne lever, hvilket var super fedt:-) Og saa var vi selvfolgelig ogsaa ude at kore paa motorcykel igen, hvilket resulterede i et stort flot brandsaar til mig (udstodningen!), som jeg stadig har glaede af!! Jeg er aabenbart ikke den forste turist, der har lavet det nummer for har senere laert, at det ogsaa kaldes en "Asian tattoo"
Turen hjem gik heldigvis meget nemmere, og vi fik ogsaa set noget af Mekong Deltaet i dagslys, hvilket var saa flot! Vi ankom til Ho Chi Minh sent tirsdag aften. Der havde jeg saa lige ondsdag til at ordne bus og flybilletter, og saa tog jeg videre til Dalat torsdag morgen. Jose og Cille tog videre til Mui Ne Beach, hvor de har planer om at nyde stranden et par dage.

A lot of thinks has happened in the past week, so I'll just start with our trip to Phu Quoc Island.
Last Friday we went on the nightbus to the city Rach Gia, so that we would be able to get the morning boat to Phu Quoc. It all seem like a really good plan, but little did we know! Nor at the busstation or in the bus did anybody speak English, and we soon realized that this was really the local bus since we were the only tourist on it! We tried to sleep on what we thought was going to be a 6 hours bus trip, but the drivers vietnamise music, and worse, driving made it very difficult! He drove so fast and dangerous that everytime you opened your eyes all you really wanted to do was close them again, and try to ignore how horrible his driving was (something I have done many times since!). We ended up getting to Rach Gia an hour before planned. So at 4 am in the morning we sat at a bus station in a city we had never been in, and where absolutely nobody spoke English! Not something I wish to experience again anytime soon! Reaaly creepy looking motortaxi drivers tried to get us to drive with them, but we refused thinking that we could get a taxi. After an 1 hour or so though, we realized that we couldn't, and the whole think ended with my friend Jose convincing one od the bus drivers to take us to the boat! After that evrything went fine until we got to the town we were staying in and realized that the only way we could get to our hotel was by getting on a motorbike..something we had all been avoiding since our arrival in Vietnam! To everybodies surprise it turned out to be a great trip, and we quickly decided that we had to try that again!
The hotel we were staying at turned out to be really nice right on the beach, with a nice pool and restaurant, but because it was out of season not that many guests were there. We spend the next 4 days relaxing on the beach, eating delicious food, and discovering the Island. There weren't that many tourist there so we really got to see how the vietnamese people live, which was really cool:-) And of course we went on the motorbikes again, which made me the lucky owner of a big burn on my leg, that I still have! Apperantly I'm not the only tourist who have done this, because I later fondt out that it is also known as an "Asian tattoo"!
The trip home was much nicer than the one there, and we arrived in Ho Chi Minh City late Tuesday evening. I spend Wedensday taking care of bus and plane tickets, and Thursday morning I left for Dalat. Jose and Cille has gone to Mui Ne beach, where they are enjoying the beach for a couple of days.