Part 6. Danang. Marble mountains.
В дороге нам выдали воду в маленьких бутылочках и мокрые салфетки. Сервис! )
Start here:
1. Preface to the story about my trip to Vietnam
2. Morning in the middle of the night or Hello Comrade Beijing!
3. Ho Chi Minh City is delicious.
4. Part 4. Ho Chi Minh City-Dalat.
5. Part 5. What would a day be like if it started in a madhouse?
Wake up at 4.30? Yes, easily! )) Everything depends on motivation.
Travel is my strongest motivation. Get up at dawn, take a backpack and go wherever your eyes look - this is my perfect day. In second place is ideality - sleep until 14 in the morning, get up only to pee and lie around all day without making the bed, drinking tea right in bed.
December 8.2015. Day four, independent
The day started perfectly) In principle, it’s hard for me to wake up at any time of the day, and I always get ready for longer, so I get up first. At 6.00 we are already in a taxi, going to the airport.
We are greeted by a rainbow. 
The airport is small, it seems just a toy. The flight is delayed, and we also arrived very early - I have a phobia of being late, I'm always afraid to miss the plane and arrive much in advance. We miss you, rummage through the shops and take pictures of everything we see. 
We need to go to Da Nang, but the Vietjet doesn't fly there from Dalat, so we fly with Vietnam Airlines, which is a little more expensive, but also not sky-high.
The plane is wonderful, so I have already flown once in Indonesia between the islands of Bali and Lombok. It’s especially cool to climb into the cabin along a small ladder that falls right out of the plane) >
On the road 1 hour 20 minutes, clouds below us.
The screw is not visible to the eye at all, but in the photo there is an interesting effect - the multiplicity of entities) water in small bottles and wet wipes. Service! )
A hotel transfer is already waiting for us in Da Nang, which will take my fellow travelers and my suitcase to Hoi An, and will drop me off to my most desired place - the Marble Mountains. For the first time in Vietnam, I am doing an independent outing. In the car, I shake out my backpack and put everything I don't need in the mountains to Ira. We arrive very quickly, they drop me off and ask me not to get lost)
-Look, here's a taxi, it should cost 300 thousand to Hoi An.
-Ok, but problem))
In fact, I’m terribly scared, I practically don’t know English and I don’t know any foreign, but I really want to go to the mountains, but I always want to get worse than it hurts. In order not to get lost, I immediately take a picture of the plan. And only at home I am inflated that I have not been to cave No. 15. 
I'm looking for a ticket office, it's to the right of the elevator, not far away, I buy entrance and elevator tickets. People in Vietnam are very fond of elevators. This is the second time we meet an unusual elevator. Yesterday there was an elevator to the waterfall, and now the elevator to the mountains.
The ride in this elevator is more interesting and longer than it was in Da Lat. I see the sea from a height, finally, but the day is gloomy and there is no special desire to run to the sea) But the mountains beckon. How cool is that! 
Marble Mountains are not only mountains where marble is mined. This is a huge temple complex. Many different temples - beautiful, detached, ancient, cave... And a lot of stairs and passages. That's actually all that is in these mountains. Well, a view of other marble mountains. There is a version that once the mountains were islands, and now the sea has gone and therefore the mountains look a little strange. Never before have I seen mountains sticking out of flat ground. 
The temple complex is quite large and very, very atmospheric. 
I walked, wandered through the many stairs and caves there, and could not get enough of that I saw it all. 
There is a new reality around every corner. 
And all that is awesome! ? fabulous! 
And the mountains themselves, 
And patios, 
And stairs! 
And here I generally sat with my mouth open. This was probably my strongest Asian impression. 
The temples in the caves are mysterious. The lighting is bad, so the photo is of very poor quality, sorry. 
This is the ceiling
Walls
This is a very large cave with a temple
These are small
I don't know what century it is, I couldn't find this information for some reason, but it's something very old. 
I also visited this hole) Steps lead to the cave, and then inside there is just a hole, with recesses for arms and legs carved into the rock. Of course, I went there too. And inside there is nothing interesting) Although, I read that you can get to the top of the mountain in this way, I did not find a way out there. 
Here I made a halt - I rested for a long time, sat on a plastic chair, ate a sandwich, which I practically took away from the company dining nearby, broke off pieces to a dog that looked into my eyes, lazily watched him sitting right in a puddle, on stone steps, local kid. 
It was the most chic feeling - I was alone, in the mountains, and there was such beauty around. The Marble Mountains turned out to be absolutely my place.
I even envy now all of you who just found out about them, and are probably going to go there) />
Here everything is imbued with silence and tranquility. This is exactly what I expected from Asia. 
I HIGHLY recommend the Marble Mountains for a visit! 
I climbed literally every meter there) except for cave No. 15, unfortunately
I waited for at the most_atmospheric_gates to dissipate tourists
I made sure that my husband is a Deity) Believe me, an exact copy! I prayed to him that a stone would not fall on his head. 
I found a place where dragons are born)
Yes, and stomped down slowly. 
And there is a small Buddha for sale. . . )
. . . and the regiment of his mothers))
In total, I walked in the mountains for 3 hours.
And it took about 1 hour to get to the hotel.
At first I looked for a bus, even asking passers-by where to find it), then I assessed my language skills and took a taxi. I agreed with the taxi driver like this - I typed the number 300.000 on the calculator, in the tablet, showed the hotel on the map and said: "Hoi An" "Vietnam Dong. " He nodded)
True, I only drove to the bus stop in Hoi An, on the outskirts of the city, but I insisted that I take it to the hotel. As a result, we drove closer to the center and he began to bargain. Pay up, he says. I don't agree. He doesn't drive. I'm going to go. He is against) Give me money, he says, at least 50 thousand from above, the children are hungry at home, what kind of people are you. We got out of the car and argued. I got nervous, began to wave the tablet and poke my finger there. We went to the store. The seller boy listened to both sides, looked at the tablet with the number 300.000 and issued a verdict - the taxi driver would take 300 thousand and go home, and I would continue to stomp on foot. So we did.
We smiled with the taxi driver goodbye. The boy, meanwhile, drew a decent plan of how to get to the hotel and I went, enjoying looking at the beautiful old city of Hoi An.
About the most beautiful city in Vietnam in the next episode)
Whole cycle:
1. Preface to the story about my trip to Vietnam
2. Morning in the middle of the night or Hello Comrade Beijing!
3. Ho Chi Minh City is delicious.
4. Part 4. Ho Chi Minh City-Dalat.
5. Part 5. What would a day be like if it started in a madhouse?
6. Part 6. Da Nang. Marble mountains.
7. Part 7. Hoi An's soulful city.
8. Part 8. Why did they destroy Michonne?
9. Part 9. By air, by sea, by land.
10. Part 10. Must see. Halong bay.
