Dalat

The Lonely Planet describes Dalat as 'romantic' and similar to 'the French Alps'. It's neither. 'A grubby town high in the hills which has a dirty market in the centre of the town which sells the kind of tat you wouldn't look twice at back home' is probably more accurate. On Saturday nights the centre of town is closed to traffic to allow hundreds of inebriated local teenagers safe access to the thumping nightclub beside the market. But let's not be too harsh, let's see what today brings...
On a more positive note: I'd like to highly recommend the hotel we're staying in: double room with en-suite, a sauna, steam roon, spa on the roof; and an enormous breakfast of the usual omellete and eggs plus fruit, coffee, marmite, vegemite... all for an inclusive $20 per room per night. Must be difficult to beat. Oh, the hotel? It's called 'Dreams', and you'll find it in The Book.