Okay, part the second re our trip to Bao Loc and Da Lat last weekend.
Da Lat is a very agricultural region – they grow tons of flowers and vegetables in fields and greenhouses all around the city. Here’s a shot as we rode motorbikes out from the city to Lang Biang mountain:
Thao ready to load up in the jeep to take us to the top of the mountain. I don’t think anyone will be able to see her in that pink camouflage:
Tourists (yes that’s me there on the left – you can always tell by the arms akimbo, chest bowed up, and bowlegs – I have no idea why that’s my standard photo pose, but there you go):
Going up the mountain through the pine forest – that photo is taken from inside the jeep looking out the back window:
From the top:
Thao attacks me:
I strike back:
Posing with Co Phuc:
Thao in her safari hat in the cafe on the top of the mountain:
My friend the cat – that cat was so friendly. He/she just came up and jumped up into my lap:
Thao (looking strangely somber), me, cat:
Thao attempts to choke this fake duck to death:
Thao likes to take all of the standard Vietnamese-style photos, which involve standing next/on/near/behind every single plant/tree/rock/bench/etc. you come across and having your picture made. This old drunk gardener who worked in the park on the top of the mountain started showing us where the “good spots” to have our photos made were and insisting that we pose while he shot our photos. I was game for about three or four, and then bailed. I can’t tell you how many photos of Thao and Co Phuc posing in the aforementioned fashion there were on my camera:
Here’s the old guy taking our photos:
Thao and a large dog:
A cool, operational water wheel on a creek feeding into the lake (all of this is still on the top of Lang Biang mountain):
It’s hard to look like a hardened motorcycle gangster when your facemask is made out of Hello Kitty fabric and your helmet is about 6 sizes too small for your big cranium:
After we left Lang Biang mountain, we rode out into the countryside for about an hour to this waterfall:
It was pretty but we could get as close to it as we wanted to.
Downtown Da Lat by the big traditional market:
The hills outside of Da Lat:
On Monday, the day before we came back, I rode back out to the waterfall we’d gone to and figured out a different way to get to it – and got as close as I wanted to get without actually being under it:
Up in the mist:
Be careful coming around those blind corners on the way back from the waterfall:
On our way out to dinner Monday night – our last night in Da Lat:
That lavender jacket Thao is wearing is a North Face jacket I bought for her in Da Lat because it was so cold there for her. It’s a really nice fleece-lined jacket with windblock fabric on the outside. Would be over $100 in the U.S. In Da Lat: $20. And it’s authentic. A lot of gear like North Face, Nike, etc., is made in Vietnam and a lot of it inevitably finds its way out of the factory and into “unofficial” channels – AKA the black market.
When I saw these I thought they were some sort of taxidermied bats (as in bats that fly at night). It turns out they are some sort of plant. I don’t know why they sell them in the market – the only thing they could tell me was that if you cut yourself and put some of the “fur” of the plant onto the wound, it will stop the bleeding. If anyone out there has any idea what these are, please comment:
Thao and our bag made out of a pig feed sack we bought at the market:
In front of the market:
Me posing with our other recycled bag we bought at the market – this one is made out of recycled packing straps (like they use to strap loads down to pallets) and is really durable:
Some final shots of the pine forest on the way back from the waterfall – those of you from Georgia can see how you could easily mistake yourself as being in Georgia vs. Vietnam:
That’s all I got.