This is the giant neon arch in the center of town. Why an island that isn't exactly affluent spent a quarter of a million dollars on this neon monster, I don't know.
This is my classroom at the National Park.
Kayaking in a Slo Pony kayak.
I had to cajole Matt into letting me use his dry bag so I could bring my camera in the kayak. He doesn't like to let go of his dry bag.
Sometimes, it just rains.....
The view from the watchtower in the National Park.
The scary, rusty watchtower in the National Park.
Very very sweaty from hiking.
This is the entrance to Hospital Cave. It's a Vietnamese secret hospital they used during the American War (as they call it here, we know it as the Vietnam War). It's three stories inside a natural cave. I don't have any good pictures from the inside because it was so dark, but it was mainly empty concrete rooms.
This is a very tiny kitten that belongs to Trang, Erik's wife.
Vietnamese tourists. The beaches are beautifully quiet before 3:30pm, then the Vietnamese come out in force when the sun is a bit less fierce.
Matt is getting a massage from Mr. Vu, our massage guy.
An empty beach before the tourists fill it.
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