Dalat to Lak Lake

It's pitch black. There's no electricity. It's windy and cold like a hurricane's on the way. There's no hot water. The bathroom is covered in spiderwebs and creepy crawlies, and is a good 2 minute walk down the dirt road. My bed is a 2 inch thick peice of foam on the floor of a traditional long house. I've just ridden 75km to Lak Lake. I have arrived!

The bike ride from Dalat to Lak Lake was stunning. The Central Highlands are magnificent--coffee plantations cover the rolling hills in a vibrant green that only nature could possibly perfect. The blue sky is dotted with fluffy white clouds that momentarily mask the sun from the tanning of our skin and the warming of the copper earth. Riding through small towns and villages we are greeted by the shrills of exhilerated children chasing after us until there legs can carry them no further. I understand now why Vietnam is hailed as one of the world's greatest cycling destinations.