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We definitely lucked out by staying at the little guesthouse by the beach. The ocean view from our window is fantastic and instead of listening to the customary concert of honking scooters and buses we can hear the ocean's waves crashing on shore and children...

It is impossible to get any sleep on the overnight train. So it goes without saying, that we are pretty beat and tired when we arrive in Da NangĀ  early in the morning. After picking up our bikes at the cargo hold, we strap all of our belongings back onto our steely steeds while it is starting to rain. As we are leaving the trainstation parking lot a cab driver asks us where we are headed to. Since we actually have no clue on how big the town actually is or where we could find somewhere to stay the night, we welcome his advice of where to find a back packer hostel somewhat close by. We quickly pedal through the rain to find it.
It's our third trip to the Nha Trang train station. The first time was two days ago to enquire about a train schedule to Da Nang. Supposedly, it is only possible to take the bikes on the night train to Da Nang, which is fine by us. Unfortunately, all the berths are already booked up for an entire month in advance, so we have to take the pull seats, which is fine, too-- we've slept in worse places before.
After some searching around, we finally find a hotel/guesthouse, away from " hotel street". Unlike the big booming tourist street a few blocks down, we are surrounded by locals who live and hang out here. Yet, it is still within walking distance to the beach. [caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="800"]bicycle sitting on the nha trang beach.jpg at the beach[/caption]
The weather is perfect for cycling when we leave Dalat: sunshine, but not scalding hot. Thanks to being up on the high plateau in the Central Highlands, we are safe from the tropical heat which usually rules in Southern Vietnam. [caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="800"]IMG_0587-2.jpg Farmers in the rice patties[/caption]
Although, we have quite a few sad moments and we have a lot on our mind while spending our days in Dalat, we still get out to see the town. After all a little distraction is good for us.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="800"]P1100259.jpg Going for walk in Dalat[/caption] It's not glamorous being on the road for this long, neither is it all fun and games. Being on the road for this long, riding our bikes all day, searching for groceries, not knowing where we are going to sleep at night, setting up camp at night, cooking and tearing down camp again in the morning can get tiring. Getting dusty or muddy on the road and not having any shower or laundry facilities for days or weeks is anything but
We could not have asked for anything better. The road leading out of Cat Tien is quiet, there is hardly any traffic, and the scenery around us is beautiful. It is nice and sunny and we have somewhat of a tail wind. The road leads us over rolling hills and through several small villages. We ride past more coffee beans and other roots and vegetables spread out in peoples front
Well, the initial instructions sound easy enough: "Just follow the yellow blazes." Maybe after the young park ranger added "The trail has not been used or cleaned for the season yet, but you should be fine using your GPS" some sort of alarm should have went off in our heads. Our heads do not work that way though. All we are thinking is more along the lines of: "Wow, that's cool, we get to go tracking through the jungle without having to have a guide!" [caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="800"]IMG_4395.jpg careful where you tread, there are spiky things everywhere[/caption] We pick up the very ambiguous map from headquarters and ask the young ranger, where the beginning of the "elephant hill hike" is actually located. Afterward, we head over to the animal rescue centre to find the trail head. After going back and forth several times without finding a trace of a trail, we decide to try our luck further to the right and behind another building to find the path and finally get lucky.