OK, so only 98% of this trip has been perfect. We lost 1% to the scorpion bite. Here's how we lost the other 1%: when we were sitting in the Nha Trang airport to fly to Ho Chi Minh City, the time came and passed for us to board the plane. Yep, our flight was cancelled due to "technical difficulties" -- might have been due to the huge typhoon that killed people in north Vietnam. So Vietnam Airlines put us on a bus back into Nha Trang and put us up in a hotel for the night. Ana Mandara, it wasn't:
This is a 2-star hotel, called Dong Phuong (there may have been accents over some of those letters). We got meal vouchers for 25,000 dong each (15,000 dong=$1, but you can eat a lot of great food for a couple of bucks so it wasn't bad). One of the bad parts of this experience was that Lori caught a cold or something -- some kind of flu, not bird -- so she was snuffly and sneezy and achey all over. Those are her feet on the small and hard bed.
The next morning the vans arrived around 6:15am to drive us the 45 minutes back to the airport for an 8am flight to HCMC. This meant we had to cancel our day trip into the Mekong Delta. Ah well. The Amish say that if something is perfect, it offends God. I guess we're not in that danger any longer.