Day 11

Aster breakfast we have an appointment with the security manager to go down to the Police Station and report the missing IPhone. Checking out Melody's raincoat from yesterday it kind of looks like it may have been stolen. Probably on the bridge. When we get to the police station there is a young guy sitting there who lost his camera on the bridge. He had 3 months of his Asian adventure on it and he looks pretty sad. Our security guy helps him a little but he has to go back to the hotel and get his statement translated. He pleadling asks the officer if they have the camera. They don't.
It's all a bit surreal when it's our turn. The police are not friendly, they don't speak English and our security guy's English isn't that great. Plus the room we are in as bars on the windows. There's lots of things going on and a senior officer comes in and asks if Mel as "Find My Phone" which she doesn't. Nor any link to iCloud. Then poor Mel can't remember her number We haven't got our phones either. We are there for quite a while and things go on around us. 3 officers seem to be involved but we haven't really got any idea what's going on.
Finally we get a stamped report and we leave, very now and then I call her phone through the day but no answer.

We borrow some bikes and ride to the beach. The hotel as a private beach so we go there. It's overcast but warm and the water and the view is great. Hawkers on the sand are relentless though. They won't stop coming over to try and sell us things. The only way is to walk past them into the water.
After a bit of a splash we set off for a bite to eat. We have to give the towels we borrowed before we leave. Since the private beach is in front of a restaurant they give Liz a hard time about using their towels and not eating anything. The hotel must have a deal with them. We go looking for a baguette place we heard about but walk so long we give up and drop in a sandwich place and have a burger and fries.
We pass some pretty rich resorts on the way back. We spend a lot more time in the water. Well are except Mel. When we come out I ask for more towels. Only one a day they say. Liz ain't too pleased as see gets dressed wet. However after Liz and I are ready a guy from the restaurant comes and gives us towels for Ruby and Remi.

We ride back past rice fields to our hotel. We had one scary part where a motorbike rider just missed knocking over Remi. But he's alright. His bike doesn't have brakes either.
After putting our bikes away Ruby and Remi go out to the street to buy some snacks. By themselves. They go to a little shack around the corner. They thinks it's scary but return with a stash of goodies.
Get ourselves showered and changed and catch the shuttle into town. We're off to eat at Morning Glory. It's packed but we get a seat and get a mix of Pho and Chicken Curry Soup and Vegetable Curry Soup. The food tastes fantastic. The atmosphere is great and we fill up with Vietnamese street food.
Then we go for dessert across the bridge where the kids can get 59 flavours of ice cream. They are not allowed the Mojhita or Baileys though. It's wonderful walking through the town. It's quite magical in the evening and rather than taking a photo that will not do it any justice I stand by the side of the river and just drink in it's beauty. Try to get the other to do it too with varied success. We pass lots of Japanese games going on. A strange traditional bingo. A pot smashing game. People being taught traditional songs.

Stroll though town and back to the shuttle. On the way I stop and get a bottle of Dulat Red Wine which is made in Vietnam. Back at the hotel we taste it and it's not bad. And after a couple it's really alright.