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Jan 12th, 2008
Jan 12th, 2008
A Journey North
After saying a sad farewell to mum (we’ll see you in August!) Doreen, Brian, Helen and I headed up to Da Lat, an old French hill station about 250km north East of Saigon. Brian and Doreen flew, we took the bus.
You can understand when driving through the pine forests towards the end of our bus journey why the French felt at home here. There was certainly a hint of the forest of south west France. There wasn’t however, much of hint of the French climate, it was cold and in the wet season I can’t image it being much more pleasant.
Da Lat has become well known for two things. First, the enormous amount of Continue Reading »