Part 17. Bounty and other free pleasures.
December 17.2015, day thirteen, restless.
During the whole restless day, we found only one paid pleasure, and that, it was quite inexpensive, the rest were completely free. But, since we still had to get to all these pleasures, we paid some crazy money to the local mafiatravel agency for providing us with a taxi for the whole day. Surely a taxi could have been hired cheaper, but try to explain yourself to the taxi driver! ) However, I still don't remember the numbers anyway, and what I don't remember, that didn't happen.
Let's start with paid pleasure. Tranh Stream.
Local mobster The travel agent called it the big word "Waterfall". I have not yet been to large waterfalls, such as Niagara or Iguazu, but even with the Carpathian Shypit it cannot be compared.
Although, in Fukuoka, the dry season, in principle, should not make tourists want to admire the waterfall. It's just that we had to pay exactly the same amount of money for a taxi, even with a waterfall, even without. The narcotic word "shara" may not lead to such a jungle!
We drive up to the park in which we have to look for, and even find, the same waterfall. Entrance is paid, for some reason they take us for a car and for three tickets, although the taxi driver did not go with us to look for a waterfall. Again, I don't remember the numbers, but they were small sums.
The park in which the waterfall is located is simply amazing!
It's well-groomed and a little Asian naive, such a nice mix of landscaping and a playground.
Probably I would have wandered there for hours and maybe even reclined under some palm tree if I hadn't been in a hurry.
But I'm in a hurry to see the waterfall!
In principle, it is not difficult to look for it - you just need to go behind the backs of those who go ahead. Such an inexhaustible human pointer) But there are very few people and you need to keep a vigilant eye on where these backs are heading!
We somehow even lingered in the cafe area, not realizing that it was there, up, along the stones, instead of stairs, that we needed to climb. We clarified with the seller - yes, it is there, into the wilds, and we need to go.
Here I have to give a very important practical advice - you need to put on shoes and dress there as if you were going to the mountains. And do not forget that even in the driest season it can rain. In general, if it started to rain, then I would be stuck there forever, because it would be unrealistic to get off those stones in a skirt-trousers and beach slippers. The funny thing is that I carried shorts with me in my backpack.
I only thought of putting them on on the way back.
In general, you can imagine the picture - I, carrying in both hands the trouser-skirt in both hands, leaning forward, trying not to lose my breath, vigilantly peering at the stones so as not to stumble, put my best upwards - looking for a waterfall! Yes, you don’t even need to imagine, I have a reporter walking behind me)
I'm hot, it's humid, I can't breathe, it's hard for me and I don't want a waterfall or other entertainment! I want to sit down and sleep under the nearest tree Ira, pick me up on the way back.
And suddenly we find it))
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A "growth" of a couple of meters, an anemic waterfall, flows like a bang into a small lake.
No, I was not disappointed. I was very happy! ) The torment is over, you can go back.
We go back through a very beautiful park, but there is no time to enjoy it. We've been walking around here too long.
In the car, we come to our senses under the air conditioner and drive to the main point of our route - to Bai Sao beach.
White sand, beautiful waves, leaning palm trees.
And the hit of this place is the swing by the water.
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Despite the fact that the beach is free and rather untidy in places, you can't lie down on a sunbed just like that. The sunbeds belong to the restaurant. I don’t know if you need to pay for them separately or just buy something in a restaurant, we didn’t need sunbeds, we went to palm trees and a swing.
The wind knocked me down. Many rested on the beach, and some even swam in the turbulent sea, and I have a saying: "The eye sees and the tooth numbs. " I am terribly afraid of waves and in general I am unstable on the water. And even an inflatable pillow did not save the situation.
I was scared to swim and uncomfortable to sunbathe.
So I arrived at a very beautiful beach and what should I do if I don’t swim?
That's right! Need to take pictures! ))
I don't know, perhaps the water is more beautiful in calm, but we saw a very ordinary sea on Bai Sao. But the palm trees are very pleased.
And swings!
And white sand.
Beautiful. . .
But how dirty. I suddenly remembered Bali, how we "jumped" the surf line with our eyes to see only the beautiful)
It's a pity that such a beautiful place is so neglected. In general, it always becomes embarrassing for humanity when you see beautiful places tortured by people.
Let's go back and look at the island. An unusual occurrence along the way. I wonder what it is?
Our next goal is a temple in the city of Duong Dong. When I went to Winpreland, I saw it from the bus window and really wanted to go in and see everything in detail.
We got out of the taxi in the middle of the city and went to look for the temple.
We found the wrong one right away.
But also interesting.
But we didn't stop there and stubbornly searched for the one) Found it, of course.
The temple is Chinese, judging by the steps, they are very characteristic of Chinese temples, with a "bas-relief"
There was no one else in the temple but us, we walked around a bit, looked at the warring gods with red faces and walked around the city on foot.
I promised to show you the city of Duong Dong.
Lovely, low-rise city.
With beautiful temples.
And all temples are different.
We came to the embankment, to the cafe already familiar to me, and hung there for a long time.
It was very pleasant to sit on the terrace and lazily watch how the day is coming to an end, how the colors are thickening and the heat is receding. Evening descended on the island.
In general, I love movement and activity, to feel how my legs are buzzing, and impressions to change one another at the speed of a kaleidoscope, but sometimes, after hanging like this with a cup of coffee, I want to stop the moment and stretch my pleasure to the maximum.
The evening brought a fantastic sunset, which we went to watch from the lighthouse.
We are tired and sit for a long time, just watching how the sun slowly, as if testing the water, and whether it is cold, sinks into the sea, coloring the sky in incredible colors.
Sunsets in Fukuoka are something special. Every day is different. Every day is beautiful. Eat every day)
This time it burned for a very long time, the picture changed, sometimes creating quite bizarre effects.
We had dinner at the market. It's probably too much to eat there twice. Once is enough. The smoke gives everything the same flavor and it overpowers the main taste of the food.
After resting a little in the market with beer and snacks, we go to look for a pharmacy.
In Vietnam, everyone is young, beautiful, thin and healthy.
Therefore, the Vietnamese approach to health attracts the attention of foreigners, in particular me. For example, an ointment with cobra venom, though it stinks godlessly, helps well with joint pain. We are looking for a special pharmacy where a Russian-speaking pharmacist works, and he will help to understand the huge variety of "helpful" drugs.
The pharmacy is located next to the night market, on the left along Tran Hung street, it's right on the main road if you go to the hotels on Long Beach.
The pharmacist treats us to cobra tincture. I refuse)
A restless, eventful day ends with feeding mosquitoes on the porch of the bungalow. The departure is getting closer and it's a little sad.
Tomorrow just rest! )
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.
11. Part 11. On the road again. Cat Ba-Hanoi.
12. Part 12. Hanoi. Only the old city.
13. Part 13. Phu Quoc Island. First impressions.
14. Part 14. Duong Dong. Night and day markets.
