We woke up to a light drizzle and cooler weather. Apparently it’s snowing over in the mountains of North Vietnam, just a little northwest of here. It’s an unusual weather scene. Our plan for the day is to find a comfortable spot to sit, enjoy the view, and work on our computer projects.
Later in the afternoon, I get bored and go looking for some sights in the central town area of Yalong Bay. There’s a small food/shopping area with a Pizza Hut, a Starbucks, and about 30 other eateries offering regional cuisines. It’s always fun to watch the people circulate through the area, so I get a coffee, and find a place with a view. I’m not disappointed. There are some crazy characters here, just like everywhere else.
I go back to the hotel and get Judy. She’s beginning to get a little “cabin fever”. We wander the area, checking out the unusual mix of Chinese, Russian, and English on the signs. Back at the hotel, I ask for an update of our charges, and the desk clerk asks about my accent. He asks if I’m from South Carolina, recognizing my “southern” twang. He looks Chinese, but was born and raised in Canada, and speaks very good English. It’s such a surprise to speak to someone so fluent after spending much of our time using a very limited vocabulary, both Mandarin and English.