Breakfast at the hotel - in the kitchen at a big table with an English/French couple who live in the south of France and are going on to Australia after they leave Vietnam. A huge variety of fruits for breakfast this time, including passionfruit, yoghurt, soft cheese, and eggs any way you liked, cooked by the manager.
We then headed off to the crazy house, a guest house still being added to and designed by Mrs Đặng Việt Nga.
Next stop was the Lam Ty Ni Pagoda, home of the crazy monk who is said to be the wealthiest person in Da Lat. He has (it is said) churned out an astounding number of artworks that we thought were worth a look. Anyway, we arrived to locked gates and eventually concluded that no one was home.
Caught a taxi to the Stop and Go Cafe, thinking it to be a franchise of the one in Hanoi and maybe a possibility for lunch. Well, an eccentric gentleman in a beret with a long beard greeted us. "But we are actually looking for the cafe we said". He showed us into a room with the walls all covered in "poems" (in both French and English) and sat us down, placed a gerbera behind the ear of Jennie and Jill, gave us photocopied booklets of his poems and magazine articles featuring himself, and took our orders, and bought us cherry tea, artichoke tea and cake. We ate, drank, chatted, photographed and bought a few of his scrolls. Turns out Duy Viết was not just a café owner but a distinguished Vietnamese poet, orchid gardener, former journalist, teacher, political activist, and even a former mayor of Da Lat.
Back to the hotel to book the Open Bus to Saigon on Thursday (no one calls it Ho Chi Minh City) and also the Hong Hao Hotel for two nights. Da Lat wine and pistachios in Richard and Jennie's room (it's on the first floor, and we're on the 3rd and there's no lift) before heading down to the Trong Dong restaurant for dinner. We had lotus salad, something stuck on sugarcane that we wrapped in rice paper (with rice noodles and vegetables) and dipping sauce, along with various other stuff - delicious.








