Going to miss this beautiful city and the little community we had going on in our house. Even on our last day we went to a roof top swimming pool and had tea and biscuits with Candy and some good heart to hearts with the boys.
Headed to the Mekong, but being touristy again feels weird... I think I find being a tourist a bit contrived - which is ridiculous because obviously I am a tourist, but I did come here to live and teach even if it has fallen through.. We are talking about the possibility of heading straight to the orphanage after Dalat and then 2 of the girls are thinking about going back to Siagon and trying to get jobs. It's a bit frightening thinking the group might separate so soon but I have to try and stick with my instincts which is to see how I find the orphanage work and to make a decision based on that...
Today we went to a coconut sweet making house, a honey farm, a fruit café where they sny some traditional music (and 'if your happy and you know it clap your hands') and took 3 different little boats around the islands - described by our tour guide as ''same same but different''.
Picturesque place but the plans for the next few weeks are distracting.