So we all awoke early, Maura and I and Clara and Sonya were going to have breakfast together but there was no time by the time we'd all gotten ready. So instead we had 5mins to rush down to the market to get a quick Banh My. Our tour minibus was late, surprise surprise, so we didn't leave until 9am in the end.
Our first stop on our countryside tour was a trip to the flower gardens, as Da Lat isn't rice paddies, it's farm land, as the soil doesn't hold water for rice. Instead they farm some of Vietnam's best coffee, they have tons of greenhouses growing various flowers and plants, fruit and vegetables and Da Lat is known for it's strawberry farms. So the flower gardens were ok, saw some flowers, some roses, etc. Then we moved onto a small village and the coffee plantation, which we were definitely interested in - some coffee tasting? Yes please! So we saw the trees that the coffee is grown from and I took a few shots of the amazing scenery from the farm. Then we went down to see the weasel farm where they make weasel coffee (the coffee beans are fed to weasels, they poo them out and then they are processed to make coffee), it's a Vietnamese speciality! Then we were allowed to sample some of the coffee - we tried the weasel coffee, which is quite strong, and the Moka coffee which is more creamy. We then went back and paid for another 2 cups (we hadn't paid for our first yet but we were keeping it on the hush), however our tour guide came to tell us it was time to leave, so we didn't have time for the coffee. So what did we do? Ask for our money back! So we ended up getting free coffee, score!
Next it was onto the cricket farm, where they farm-breed crickets before deep frying them for consumption by the weird S.E.Asians who love them. We tried a fried cricket - they are weird, I managed to get one without legs so it wasn't too bad, but I wouldn't 'choose' to eat one again. Took a few pictures of teddies dive-bombing into the plate of fried crickets...as you do. Then we tried some fresh artichoke pollen which was a weird, sweet taste but quite good, and apparently good for your skin! After that we headed to a silk factory but we weren't interested in it so we decided to go for a random walk across a rickety bridge into a local village, which looked quite wild west with the red soil and dusty road. We were late back to our bus, and we'd now fast established that we were going to, yet again, be the late for everything - keeping on time is not my speciality - I think I've come to realise that over my travels!
Then our final stop was the Crazy House, which we'd read in the Lonely Planet, was supposed to be some 'Alice in Wonderland' type house...and it most definitely was! There were so many wacky sections, bridges, rooms, a crazy garden etc. So we left our tour group here as it was round the corner to our hotel and we wanted to take our time and spent the next hour and a half, wondering around, getting lost and taking some wacky pictures. Then we headed back to our hotel, and saw a motorcycle accident - luckily the guy was fine. Then just sat around, freshened up, Trent, Peter and Barbara arrived back from their trek absolutely exhausted, but we'd decided to all head to the backpackers bar for a few beers as it was our last night. Clara and Sonya hadn't come back by the time we were ready so we left a note hoping they'd be able to join us when they got back and then headed to the bar. It sold super cheap food too so we had dinner, a few cheap beers and I had a glass of white Da Lat wine, which was nothing special but only cost me £1. We then decided to head to the other backpackers bar after, Trent and Barbara would join us later as they needed to try and book a bus for them all to Ho Chi Minh City tomorrow.
When we arrived they had awesome music, cheap beer and board games - what more could you want from a bar?! Peter met a group of Aussie's who were from his hometown (small world!) so they and a Dutch girl joined us and we decided to play a few games of Twister. It was just me and Maura at first and everyone thought we were mental, but after seeing how much fun it was, everyone else decided they wanted to get involved! Ha we are such trend setters! Before we knew it, 6 of us were playing a game of twister at the same time, and the rules were that whatever the spinner landed on, we all had to move to - which made for some very interesting Twister-ing. It turns out though that no-one could beat Maura the Twister Queen!
Then we headed back, found the girls had made it back safely after their moped day, but Clara was leaving in an hour for HCMC because her flight was the next day. So we said goodbye and then tried to pay for our part of the room, which turned into a huge cuffuffal as the reception staff had forgotten I'd paid a little this morning when paying for the tour, so it took us a while to sort it out but in the end we managed to settle our bill. We also paid for our bus to Mui Ne tomorrow - the others were headed to Ho Chi Minh tomorrow so we'd all be saying goodbye at breakie. Then we headed to the room and all sat around chatting and messing around for ages, before finally hitting the sack.
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