On The Road Again
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An early morning start saw us (or rather, me) hurriedly stuffing my small backpack with my belongings to hastily check out of our basic accomodation. But however eager I was to get out of our previous nights' accomodation, I didn't feel I had much more to look forward to at our next nights' accomodation as it was going to cost us $10 USD a night (even cheaper!). So - I figured that I shouldn't get my hopes up too much - low expectations means I won't get too disappointed - I like to rely heavily on the under-promise, over-deliver methodology.
This morning we had to get back on the dodgy dinghy to go back across the yellow ochre river back to where the motorbikes were so we could continue onwards to Dambri falls and onto Bao Loc for the evening.
We stopped several times throughout the countryside and marvelled at the sights (like the young schoolgirls riding their bikes to school in their long white flowing uniforms which are the traditional clothing) that seemed to be familiar from the pages of books or shots on tv.
We first stopped off at a what seemed to be a touristy type of park with manicured gardens and a several types of animals - almost like a small zoo. This was kind of random and seemed to just be in the middle of nowhere which was a little odd. Next we visited a silk farm where we saw the silk worms live and spinning their silk in their coccoons - we saw the dyes being prepared and how the silk is pretty much boiled to form the threads which are then woven into complete silk fabrics.
We arrived at our accomodation which was surprisingly far more luxurious than our previous evening's lodging in the national park. I was actually so excited that the bed, room, and shower were soooooooooo much nicer than my last experience - so much for Adventure Gin! And all for the bargain basement price of $10USD per night! Thankfully, we felt much more comfortable in our accomodation tonight.
VB and I noted that in the less touristy areas, the public safety at tourist sites was pretty much non-existent. Safety fencing, carved out steps/paths etc were replaced instead by very old and frail looking "caution" signs and thankfully we were being escorted by Hung and Lam to assist us down the very steep, muddy and slippery face of the mountain to get to a perfect vantage point to hear and feel the rush of Dambri falls. We did pass a couple of other foreign tourists who must have unfortunately fallen on their way down to the rocks edge as their pants were covered in yellow/tan dirt which looked pretty gross. Luckily, VB and I managed to clamber down the rocks without incident and we did feel that it was worth the hasty trek down the slippery rocks.