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I think the name of a girl who took care of us was Anh. She deserves 10 out of 10!! Best accommodation experiences ever! Stayed 5 days straight with great pleasure: Staffs were very friendly and helpful. My room had a beautiful river view on the second floor of the building. The room was very clean and cozy. Close walk to the dragon bridge and 30 min walk to the beach. The rooms are spotless and really nicely decorated. The light is gorgeous and a nice view of the sunset at night. The staff is incredibly friendly and Thien went out of his way to help us make some phone calls and organise a taxi.
The coffee downstairs at JOI Cafe is great. We stayed two nights and were really happy. Would definitely stay here again! Kelly, Singapore The hosts are really lovely and go out of their way to assist you however they can. The room had a very positive 'vibe', very Adult lonelys white girl in da nang and well lit. Duc had a prison-style dragon tattoo and a speech impediment, and he gave me the best goddamn tour I went on in Vietnam. I kept seeing him around town. My first morning, groggy-eyed drinking coffee at a corner cafe, I saw him sitting at a neighboring table.
He was selling his tour services to another sola Westerner, and it appeared to be working. He was younger than the other motorbike drivers, wearing a sleeveless shirt, something beat-up, kind of tough about him. He looked over at me and we exchanged brief nods. I saw him again that afternoon atop Sam Mountain, two skimpily clad female backpackers hopping off the back of his motorbike. He asked me about my tattoos, peeled his shirt back and showed me a jagged dragon across his chest. The lines of it were half-blown out. And again outside my hotel that night.
He talked up his tour services, an English at once clear and garbled, that snagged and stuttered on certain words. It was fascinating, beautiful, but I had no context for it, no way to learn, to understand what I was seeing. I wanted to know more, felt it building up in me, bottling up, nowhere to go—an asphyxiation of unasked questions. I was over it. Over the seeing-and-not-knowing tours. Which I guess is how Duc sold himself to me. I sat later drinking coffee on a plastic stool in the shade.
He pedaled his motorbike up, said hello. He asked how my tour had gone. I told him not great. My Adlut was on fire with images; I kept anng to scribble them down. Writing poetry on the back of a motorbike, it turns out, is very hard. Duc kept pulling over along the way, to show me things, rice and seeds, things laid out on tarps to dry in the sun. Every now and then a vagrant stutter would lurk through his speech. I pretended not to notice.
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