Our next destination was Mui Ne, a charming town nuzzled between crystal clear ocean and unbelievable sand dunes. A fun 5-hour ride from Vung Tau. To be fair, our ride would have been shorter if we had chose to take the highway vs the costal road, but if we wanted to see a sea of traffic moving through miserable shades of grey we would be sitting on a bus instead of a motorbike. Our route to Mui Ne took us through multiple Vietnamese villages, farmland and kissed the ocean a couple of times. With open roads and little traffic, Didge was in his element. We rode into Mui Ne town only to realise that there were no guesthouses in the town itself. This ended with us doing a quick Google search and turning Didge around, backtracking our steps to Thien Hoa, which is a small touristy strip of hotels right along the beach. We found a great place to stay called Quoc Dinh, for just $9 a night we were across the road from the beach in a clean, comfortable air-conditioned room.
We ended up in a pen pretty much in a mans backyard, waiting for him to get the Ostrich out. I made Justin go first and I am literally crying from even having to type what happened next. So here is a photo, which really should be the biggest thing on the Internet right now.
I better go, I’m typing this on my mobile on the back of Didge, the roads getting a little bumpy, probably wise to start holding on.