Nha Trang

After taking the best night bus of my whole trip at a budget price, we arrived in Nha Trang in the morning. Nha Trang de facto has no sights to visit next to the beach. Victoria rightfully pointed out that it is a bit like Miami Beach. We enjoyed the sun- well, and the beach -yeah, and yeah.
In Nha Trang I wanted to take of my dirty shirt and wear one of the freshly washed in my backpack. I got the laundry in Ho-Chi-Minh done just before we left for Nha Trang. Apparently I didn't check good enough. It was full of clothes consisting of XXXL shirts and tight underwear. So I called the agency next to the laundry place in Ho-Chi-Minh to ask what the situation was and if they could send my laundry up. Even though I insisted really hard on talking to the woman, the depressing message that always came back was: That the old woman is crazy and doesn't want to talk to anyone - not even them. I believe the agency. The woman made a strange impression from the early beginning. So now I had a lot of big T-shirts and bad taste.