We left Hoi An and headed straight to the resort town of Nha Trang. As I have said before, I am not really a beach person, but even I will admit that Nha Trang was pretty awesome. Here’s what each of our three days looked like:
After John had pried my hands from the entrance of the Sloth Factory, we waved a slow, three fingered salute to our friends and boarded a bus to our final destination: Puerto Viejo.
Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh, I do like to be beside the sea! That’s a lie…I mostly dislike the beach…but it’s really hard to dislike Cahuita.
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