Mui Ne: a Holiday Within a Holiday

All this travelling lark is pretty tiring, even though it’s also pretty good fun, so a proper break with nothing to do (no work, no research for what to do when we get there: I repeat, nothing) was just what we needed. Mui Ne is nothing heaven – and our hostel was nothing’s address. Despite an initial kerfuffle whereby we realised we’d booked our room for November rather than October, everything was perfect, from the pristine room to the beachside sun loungers that were never full. 

Even better, two doors down from where we were staying was a brilliant beachside restaurant with a great menu for every meal of the day and tables set upon the sand, mere steps from the sun loungers at the hostel. We did have a stroll down the road that first night to admire the local seafood and organise a bus onward to Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon), but otherwise we didn’t go further than the beach, the shop and Lam Tong’s for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next day and a half.

This is a blog about nothing, but we still had some great photos as the beach hosted a gorgeous sunset or two while we were there. 

We never made it up in time for the sunrise of course, but we did spend our last morning there swimming and lazing some more to maximise the restfulness. 

And also to ensure we were fully strengthened for another bus journey (which was surprisingly OK, if a little cramped, on the unusual Vietnamese Open Tour sleeper buses, where you each have a ‘cocoon’ of space to occupy at a scrunched horizontal angle). Still, it beats the roundabout route in a bumpy, airless minibus…















Mui Ne, generator of a blog about nothing. Well, it worked for Jerry Seinfeld…
 

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