“We get up in the morning
from the alarm clocks warning,
take the 8:15 into the city”.
Nah, this is the opening line of “Taking care of business” by Bachman Turner Overdrive. A song everybody should know.
We do get up by the alarm clock though.
We’ve decided to do today’s training before breakfast. It’s time for another interval session on the treadmill. Today is a great day as I did all ten rounds with a 0,1 increase in speed since last time and felt nothing in my knee. Booyeah! Followed by a long stretching session that really tore into my abductors. Then I ate a ton of bacon for breakfast.
It rains. A lot. For hours. We just stay indoors and read, watch videos and relax. At a point we figure we need lunch and deliver laundry. We borrow umbrellas in the reception and take a walk.
We had seen a laundry sign just down the road when we used bikes yesterday. The distance we walked just made it clearer how much easier and faster it is to ride a bike. Finally we’re there and hand it off. It smells like training, and I don’t envy the girl who’s job it is to handle it.
There’s a lot of the local restaurants that’s closed midday. We get a taxi, there’s lots of them here, to take us into town. Unfortunately we find there’s several restaurants that’s closed there as well. We do find as little place where a few other tables are occupied. We get Pho Bo, noodle soup with beef. It tasted good, but it’s been a long time since I had beef this chewey.
Just around the corner is a mobile phone shop and we get a SIM card and internet for my phone. I’ve kept the SIM card from our last stay here in Vietnam, but it didn’t work. Navigating with Google maps is so much easier when you can use the search function. We sit down at a cafe where the waiter claim they have real coffee. He lied. The same crappy Vietnamese coffee again. We suffer through it because outside the rain is picking up. It hammers down.
When it lightens up for a moment we dive outside and hail a cab. Safely back at the hotel we continue our day with reading, watching videos and relaxing until dinner. The Indian food we had the other day here at the resort was so good we decided to have more. Katja moved over to Lamb Vindaloo, I continue my everlasting line if chicken Tikka Masala. Why change a winning formula?
We’re both very happy with the food and as the rain is still falling we just head back to the room. A long day of, almost, nothing is coming to an end. Of all the places to be when the weather is bad, this is one of the best. We don’t complain in any way, but hope for a little better weather tomorrow.
“Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.”