The journey to Da Lat was out of this world, travelling up the mountains on some hairy roads...
We found the place where Vietnam produces all of its fruit, veg, coffee, you name it! This vast expanse of plastic greenhouses was quite a sight...
After a 140km ride with 1.3km to go, a few banging noises and you guessed it, we're
out of gas! After a quick plastic bottle run and a top up we arrived at the Da Lat family house to find Max with a use at last...
Dinner was served, a Vegetarian feast, having not crossed legs since first school this was wuite a painful experience! The mother and two sisters who ran this mad house were absolutely crazy, singing away, calling everyone baby and force feeding the mob! Muma was an absolute nut case, words and pictures could not describe her! A visit to the caraoke bar was on the cards. They go to town on these bars out here, it's the equivelant of going to Fabric in London. Provided with your own room with a projector, fruit bowl and en-suite we got to it!
Probably not the best of song choices....
This was an unreal experience, you really don't understand how seriously they take their karaoke, it's barmy!!
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