I leave Nha Trang mid-afternoon after spending most of the day with my Russian friends and seeing them off to the airport; sadly, they are headed home and I will miss their company. I get no more than 15kms before I have my first flat tire of the trip. I go 300 meters and find a shop that repairs my tire in under five minutes for the price of 10,000 Dong (50 US cents).
I slide up the coast and head inland, my first foray into the Vietnam Central Highlands. Into the mountains I go and QL26 is the road I am taking. I think I might head for Buon Ma Thuot, the coffee capital of Vietnam. But I don’t make it there. Too many stops for photos, and a very hilly, bendy road. Continue reading