When we went to meet our Easy Rider in front of our hotel we actually found two different guys waiting there for us. We agreed to take the tour around the sites around the city and in it for the whole day for USD10 per person.

While visiting the first sight we realized that we needed to book for the return trip for the next day morning. So my Easy Rider took me back to the city to a booking office. There was a problem with our tickets so we were sent another booking office to resolve the problem. The guy there didn’t know what to do either but after a few phone calls he agreed that he would book us for the trip from Dalat to Nha Trang under the condition that I left my receipt for the tickets with him so that he could make a copy to protect himself. As the receipt seemed to be the only real proof that we have actually paid for the return ticket I was hesitant to leave it with him. The only solution was to have it copied myself. Now, try to find a copy shop that would make copies of your documents on Sunday and on the last day of the biggest holiday of the year… In short, it took us about hour and a half trying to find something, starting to spoil our day slowly. Fortunately the Easy Riders are great and unbelievably helpful and at the end this was by far the best day of our stay in Vietnam.

Tanja will write about the day with Easy Riders so here is only my little addition to it:
As Tanja will hopefully write soon one of the stops with the Easy Riders was at the waterfalls just behind the city. You have to pay to get there (can't remember the amount anymore) and you walk for quite a while down many many steps. When you get there on of the first odd sights you see are cowboys, bears and Indians... These are actually people in costumes pretending you just reached Wild Wild West. These are there for the local (and maybe the Japanese) tourists to take photo with (and pay for it of course). It is very bizarre. Something even more bizarre that my eyes unfortunately saw (and I don't think the lady was trying to cover it at all) was this: You finally reach the waterfalls - pure, pristine waters cascading down the rock face. Beautiful. Then you notice a cleaning lady around, picking up plastic bags, lolly wrappers and plastic bottles the piggy local tourist drop when they don't need them anymore. But wait a minute... She is actually not picking up the smaller stuff; she is sweeping it straight into the stream!! How awful!! Well, at least she is picking up the empty juice cartons, milk bottles, empty cans and the other bigger stuff. As I'm positioning myself on the rocks to take a shot of one of the bigger cascades the lady is finished, her big shopping type plastic bag is full of that big rubbish and she is returning over the little bridge to the side from which you come to the waterfall. Splash! "Oh, what was that?" I raise my head from behind the lens of my camera. "No, she didn't!" ... Yes, indeed she did. She had dropped the bag full of rubbish that will maybe disintegrate in the next few centuries into the stream and now it was floating towards me. It is already in the frame of the shot I wanted to take so I have to wait until it is gone. Well, maybe it is now, even though there is something new floating there, but when I was there the bottles and cartons got caught in the swirl under the cascade and the water was "joyfully" playing with it for the rest of our time at the falls. I did not take the picture because it was spoiled, but now I know I should have at least to serve as documentation. I was probably too appalled to realize that at the time.