DAY THIRTEEN Today was supposed to be spent snorkelling the reefs around the various islands situated off the Nha Trang coastline, but again due to the difficulties that I may have trying to swim with an arm raised out of the water, we opted for a day trip visiting Monkey Island and Tranh Beach, which we spent a little more to be sure of a worthwhile tour. Early pickup from the hotel for a forty minute, edge of your seat, white knuckle ride from a bus driver who...

DAY TWELVE This morning, we planned a trip to Diamond Bay Beach Resort to attend an Annual orphans day out, where the resort holds every year to help disadvantaged and orphaned children. The day apparently consists of games, meals and rides, and the organisers required volunteers to help with running activities, serving food etc. Seemed like a nice thing to do on a Sunday. When we got there, the person that talked us into helping out clearly wasn't there, and it...

DAY ELEVEN Dragging my head from the pillow, I became aware that my arm was stuck to the sheets. Operational decisions at this juncture could prove difficult, but I snapped into solution mode and poured water over my arm and onto the sheet...voila, arm unstuck from white sheet, but it wasn't white...there was an unacceptable amount of claret present, and after further investigations, it appeared the water slide injury may need more than just a band aid! We traip...

DAY TEN Awakening to Americas 'a horse with no name', the melancholy notions of this song did not prevent the despair I felt when realised it was 5.00 am, and there was a flight scheduled at 8. Through forward planning ( Jasmin's area of expertise), we had visited a bakery the night before and bought chicken and salad on sesame rolls, bottles of water and some fruit, as breakfast wasn't an option with the hotel at such ridiculous times of the day. The flight to ...