On a beautiful evening, left Ho Chi Minh City and got on the bus to Mui Ne...
The next morning, the sun was shining, unlike the often cloudy sweltering Ho Chi Minh, Mui Ne's sky was blue and the sunlight was more intense and dazzling.
Walking out of the homestay, I met a group of children playing, and a second after pressing the shutter, two naughty children pulled the pants of the little boy in front of them, and then chased and frolicked with each other.
How to play in Mui Ne?
As we all know, Mui Ne's attractions are fishing villages, red sand dunes, white sand dunes, generally can carpool day trips, you can find the owner of the hotel to help, the price is not expensive. Basically white sand beach sunrise, fishing village, red sand beach sunset and so on. Friends who like freedom can also ride their own motorcycles, fyi: Vietnam has no battery cars, only motorcycles. I felt that I was not free with the group, so I wanted to ride a motorcycle by myself, but I had only ridden a battery car before, and then I had to let the boss find me an automatic motorcycle, similar to a battery car, so I set off happily. The fishing village and the red sand beach are relatively close, just 4,5 km away, while the white sand beach is farther away, and the village of Rimui Ne is 40 km away. But it is said that the scenery on the road is very beautiful, so without hesitation, I decided to ride a battery car...
Find a good car has been noon, after a while to come to the fishing port, the exhibition of the lake is parked with large and small colorful fishing boats, very beautiful, very much want to go down to appreciate the fishing boats up close, photograph the local fishermen's life, but think of going to 40 kilometers away from the white sand dunes, afraid of time is too late, thinking about tomorrow morning to visit it, did not expect that there was an accident later...
So I ran directly to the white sand dunes, passing the red sand dunes halfway through, because I was afraid that the time was a little rushed, and I didn't stop: I didn't expect to miss the red sand dunes like this...
On the way, I met the backpackers of the carpool day trip, and suddenly felt that the sense of superiority was bursting, and I felt that I was much freer than him.....
On the way to the white sand dunes also encountered a small episode, riding was stopped by a uniformed person, asked me to show the motorcycle driver's license, I lied that I did not bring it, so he buckled my car and pulled me aside, the person over there said that if there is no driver's license to go to the white sand dunes to give money, otherwise not to give, and then I asked how much to give, he put a piece of weaving in front of me, I looked at the wide eyes and shouted in surprise: 100 dollars?? (I forgot if it was a specific number, in short, it was a number that I couldn't accept), he saw me like this, so he took out another piece of paper, the amount of money on it was a little less, he said I could pay for it, and then I said I only had $20 on me. He actually said that it would be $20... My money was in the seat box of the motorcycle, so I began to pretend that I couldn't find the money all over my body, and he actually said forget it, and then let me pass... There were such toll collectors, and then I wondered if they got this uniform from somewhere, and then specifically stopped us who were riding automatic motorcycles....
The scenery on the way to the white sand beach is beautiful, a bit of the vast feeling of the great northwest of the country, and there is the sea, riding a small motorcycle feels free...
Then came to the white sand dunes, the sand of the white sand dunes is very white, it is recommended that you can take an off-road vehicle to go in, otherwise it is quite difficult to walk in....
It's very windy inside, and the photos are messy...
After shooting the sunset in the sand dunes, I began to rush back immediately, in fact, I was very panicked, I saw that the sky was getting dark soon, I don't know if the road will be dark, after all, I am now 40 kilometers away from Mui Ne Village, and I can't even see a shadow on the road... The sunset on the road is very beautiful, I can't help but stop and take a few photos, the last photo of this matter before the camera accident...
Because I was afraid to think of going back quickly, there was no one on the road, so I drove the speed to the maximum of 60, and when I rushed down from a big slope, I suddenly felt that the tire seemed to be slipping, and there was a pool of sand on the road... I braked right away, and then the car fell to the side and I was thrown out. The knee-jerk reaction was, it was over, my camera was going to be tragic, I quickly got up to pick up the camera, the lens was thrown out, I put the lens back and tried it, and sure enough, the camera was broken.... Depressed stupid standing for a while, knees, shoulders are bleeding, feel a little pain, and then immediately think of playing, I am more than thirty kilometers away from the town, there are no shadows on the road, in case you encounter bad people what to do.. When I was still thinking, there were local people driving motorcycles by, seeing me come over to help me lift the car, fortunately, the car is not broken, I can still ride back, I was still immersed in the grief of the camera broken, when I reacted to them, I said thank you gratefully and began to drive back slowly.
In fact, there were a lot of street lights on the road, not as terrible as I imagined, it was hard to drive to the town, saw a pharmacy, so walked in, a tall woman saw me walking in like this and was shocked, turned around and took a bottle of purple potion (I remember using it when I was a child) and poured it on the wound I pushed on, the blue potion was left along my legs, the legs were all over the legs, it looked ugly, so I said forget it, the medicine went back to me to get it myself.
Then in the pictures you will find that I have an ugly gauze on my left hand, in fact, I have about seven places of this gauze on my body, but it is covered by clothes and skirts...
Mui Ne's trip ended like this, and because the camera was broken, I decided to take the bus back to Ho Chi Minh to repair the camera, because at that time I felt that if I did not record the beautiful scenery I saw with the camera, I would lose the meaning of travel.