Bus

Today is our last day in Mui Ne. We are leaving at 1pm for Nha Trang on a 5 hour bus ride.

This morning I´m keeping in out of the sun, I've been burnt real bad and now look like a diseased patchy dog. My skin has blistered and there was some puss and then eventually it peeled off in big long strips. Nice I know.

So now we are in Nha Trang. I like this place. It has a lot of cheap hotels and heaps of restaurants with fresh seafood, lots of bars and a large stretch of white sandy beach.

The bus was supposed to take 5 hours from Mui Ne. It took 7. It was shit. And I'm not surprised.
I mean,... if the Vietnamese are advanced enough to have roads, buses, cars and bikes...., then you would think they could at least implement some simple road rules.

No,

instead they sit on the horn for 7 hours!!!!!!!, AND I'M NOT KIDDING ONE BIT!

They literally sit on the horn the entire time they drive. It is hell on earth. The most f@#k'd up method of transport on the entire planet and I have never before experienced such mental and physical pain over one long period of time before in my life.

So after being squashed into the Asian sized seats and my earballs being repeatively tortured by the horn, I then have to put up with the Vietnamese way of speed control. No, its not speed cameras, not police or round abouts.....
They flatten out and tar their roads like everybody else in the world, but get this.... they then corrigate them up again! Just like the freaking Nerriga road! Why bother taring them in the first place!
Leave it bumpy if you dont want us going fast, it dont slow anybody down anyhow!...

In the end, its on my 'Never to do again list' Enduring a thumping horn headache, my poor sweating body hating the warm air-conditioner and my painfull bladder almost bursting because I'm being jarred to the point where it jolts everything out of my pockets and grinds my teeth together. I've been driven to the point of insanity and I´m justabout to kill someone with a blunt spoon. Its no way to travel I tell ya. Take the boat if you can. Thank god for those plastic spoons they give you on the airplanes.