Our intended brief stopover at Danang didnt begin well. Due to some miscalculation on the conversion rate, we agreed for a taxi ride from Danang Railway Station to Hoi An. The ironic thing was that both of us miscalculate. As I had this nagging thought, I took out my trusty calculator and start counting in the cab. Darn, it was too expensive. The taxi driver said that he would charge us by the meter but maximum payable is 300k VND. We must've missed the last zero or something that we agreed to it. Upon calculation, it would set us back about RM 75!!! The open bus ticket is only around 5 USD and this was a cab, it wasn't any golden carriage. Upon telling the taxi driver that we wanted to get down or go to the bus station, the taxi driver told us there is no bus station in the city, even after we showed him the map! It was a relief after he finally let us off, we paid him for the distance travelled, of course. We were dropped at Duong Le Loi (Read: the street name are similar in so many towns/cities)
Danang City |
Since transportation to Hoi An was settled, we decided to roam a little in Danang after lunch, also to wait for the Cao Dai Temple to allow visitors. We walked to Han River to
Han River, picture taken under a shade of a big tree. Central Vietnam is already warm |
The main building of Cao Dai Temple |
Inside the main building |
From Lonely Planet:An interesting temple, worth a stop in Danang for.
Van Giao Nhat Ly means "All religions have the same
reason"
Behind the letters is the picture of the foundres of five of the
world's great religions - (L-R:) Mohammed, Laotse, Jesus, Buddha and Confucius
From intended to go straight to Hoi An from the train station to wrong calculation for a cab fee, leading to a longer linger in Danang, meeting kind Samaritan and an interesting Cao Dai Temple. Its a nice surprise indeed. :)
Oh yah, I just have to do this... :P
For the coke collectors, here you are, Coke from Vietnam, all the way from Danang City.
Side note: I wrap my shoes in plastic bag to avoid the rain just now. I felt like a big-feet-rabbit somehow. Maybe cos the plastic bag was in white.
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