Imagine a beach of white sand and glistening water as far as the eye can see, like Surfers Paradise.
Imagine dark threatening mountains looming behind you, like in New Zealand or South Africa.
Imagine thatched umbrellas and lounge chairs to snooze the day away.
Imagine a personal waiter at your beck and call ready to bring you beers at $1 each.
Imagine coconuts washing up on the sand.
Imagine fat Russians in their thongs, with their bellies and breasts hanging out, bending over in front of you (er ... no scrap that).
You now have beautiful Nha Trang.
This Vietnamese Riviera was founded by the French when they ruled Indochina. The American GI's flocked here on their R&R leave during the Vietnam war. The place has now been conquered by the Russians for some reason. Most signs are in Vietnamese and in Russian. Most towels on the lounge chairs are Russian.
Today we laid out front on the beach all day just chillaxing (and in Lisa and Jordan's case sunburning as well).
After such a stressful day Lisa and Tia had to unwind with a manicure and a pedicure before dinner. Brynley and Jordan unwound with a beer or two (and coke) at a local bar.
Finally, we had dinner at a local authentic Vietnamese restaurant. We knew it was an authentic Vietnamese restaurant because it said so on the sign outside (in English).
