School is out and we are off to the beach. It was absolutely fantastic, relaxing and gave a new light on Vietnam.
Mui Ne is half way between Saigon and Nha Trang and is a quaint fishing village that has now been turned into a holiday mecca for the rich Saigonese. Having said this, we lived it up while we were there and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.
The beaches are clean and there aren't too many hawkers and with the twins the little kids who are I guess about 12 years old trying to sell things completely forgot to put the hard deal on us and just sat on the sand and played with Tom and Claire.
In the heart of the fishing village people still use ox' to pull their haul like a horse and cart or more appropriately in a tractor as they had tonnes of things piled up. And the fishing boats are like big bamboo pots, about 2m in diameter out on the sea, no thankyou.
Well the kids got to swim in the sea and the pool, the grassy areas in the resort we were staying were terrific reprieve from the the dusty dirty tiles here in Hanoi and Claire became a little more steady on her feet.