It's so hot despite the breeze coming off the ocean and there's little to do. It's nice that we are eight because it's hard to get tired of each other, although the fact that we've only known each other for a short period of time makes it more difficult to know each other so well that we share our most annoying habits or know well how to push each others buttons (except Julien, I think he got a handbook on all of us that outlined the best ways to make us want to tell him to shuuutttt uuupppp).
The beach is beautiful and deserted. I think that is so strange, coming from NJ where it's nearly impossible to find your own private space at all, let alone at the beach. I guess it's different here because the women are so modest with their bodies AND this particular "resort" is pretty expensive for a Vietnamese salary. At the pool I feel guilty when there are a lot of Vietnamese, as if I am offending them in my two-piece bathing suit. We probably are, they're just too nice to say or do anything.
This place reminds me a lot of Deer Lake. We've got the ocean and a pool, little (extremely hot, no aircon, pathetic fan) cabins for sleeping, group showers, volleyball, and a pool table. We had a really delicious barbeque last night - I don't see how I'll ever be able to go back to veggie burgers after chicken kebabs, potatoes, pasta, and fresh salad. And while these Europeans could never replace Conor and great times at Deer Lake, it's been an overall lovely experience. Except for the bugs, but what can you do?
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