For the last week I’ve been slowly traveling north along the eastern coast of Queensland. For those who failed Geography, Queensland is one of Australia’s states …and is three times the size of Texas. The coast is known specifically for its numerous beaches that create a surfer’s paradise. In fact, they even named a town Surfer’s Paradise.
My initial idea was that I would stay on the Perhentians for three nights. Maybe if I heard good reviews I would hop on a boat and stay a few nights on the larger island for a day or two. Ultimately I stayed for five nights due to a strange combination of terrible accommodation, the bus schedule, and having a pretty good time. Below are some stories and pictures about my time on Kecil.
As I write this I’m back in Sihanoukville, land of beaches, beer, and tuk-tuk drivers disguised as vultures (or perhaps it’s the other way around).
I’ve been on Koh Rong for, I think, three days now. The island is amazing. There are supposed to be 20 beaches on the island and I’ve seen 3 of them. I could seriously stay here for the next month just to see the rest of them.
Driving along the southern coastline of Vietnam, I had to tell myself to stop wanting to stop and breathe in each new beach I passed.
I’ve tried to keep daily/regular updates to this so that I don’t forget or leave out any of the details of this trip. The last few days haven’t accommodated that goal. As such, I’m trying to catch up on the various events of the last few days – starting with Hoi An.
As I mentioned previously, Hoi An is very much a tourist trap, but that’s okay. The city’s French history is obvious, and it’s influence is everywhere. You can also see – everywhere you look – how much the city is influenced by the fact that it’s become a tourist/backpacker destination. You can see this in some of the newer pictures put up – signs entirely in English, cafe’s advertising the fact that they have wifi, and menus in all English. The other specific thing that is noticeable is that nearly everyone speaks a decent amount of English.
For me, I used the time in Hoi An to walk around the market that was right outside my hotel. The market is essentially THE MARKET, and you can buy anything from Season Two of The Walking Dead for $4, fresh fish, lunch, a NorthFace jacket, to an iced coffee or a pair of shoes. Adding to the fun, all of this is done via negotiating. I ended up having two suits made – something that the city is very specifically known for. That said I’m not sure if it’s known for it’s tailors and then the tourists showed up, or if the tourists showed up and all of the tailors started multiplying. After everything was said and done, I spent roughly $250 on two suits, two shirts, and 3-4 months of shipping them back to the USA on a really slow boat. Was it that much of a savings? Probably not.
On my last day in Hoi An, I took a motorbike and went out to the beach. These beaches were much nicer than the ones I had previously seen. There are a few pictures of those included in the new set of pictures I’ve uploaded.
Oh, and after a lot of contemplation, looking at prices, being jealous of other people I saw on the roads, and who knows what other feelings – I decided to rent a motorcycle for 15 days. (More on that in a separate post.)
(The gallery below is the same as what’s been added to the photos page/will be when I can get better internet)