Nha Trang. Nha Trang. What can I say about this sprawling coastal town. Not much that is good I’m afraid.
Whilst the town has what is inarguably a beautiful beach it has long since sold its Vietnamese soul – it could be anywhere in the world.
It is noisy with more unsightly hotels and resorts being built, up and down the strip. Western tourists swan up and down the beach, across the streets and in and out of shops. This in itself is only part of the problem; but most of them are fat and refuse to wear shirts (sorry)! I don’t like it and I feel ashamed that this is the image of the western world that it shown to the reserved Vietnamese people.
Also, I am currently under the weather (and probably a little grouchy)… Which may be influencing the writing of this post!
However, there is one jewel – albeit a slightly scuffed and scraped jewel – in the Nha Trang crown. Thap Ba Spa. Joyce and I went for a relaxing afternoon of mud bathing, mineral bathing, swimming and ‘jacuzzing’. A great way to wash away aches and pains and the weary hours of travel that start to cling to you.
And so as we pack away our things once again, ready for a 13 hour trundle up the coast to Hoi An – a UNESCO world heritage site – we bid (a not so fond) farewell to Nha Trang. And cross our fingers for cleaner water up north!