Along the way we saw many coffee bean trees. It seemed that every house had at least one tree. If not it would just grow like that in their yard. And then we saw coffee beans being dried by the side of the street. Ooopppsss... I forgot to tell you something.
Like the way we came to Mui Ne from Mui Ne, I bought 4 bus tickets from The Sinh Tourist for Dalat -- Mui Ne the next day. In HCMC, there was no pick up service. But the staff in The Sinh Tourist office in HCMC said that if our hotel in Dalat were nearby their office in Dalat, I could acquire for a pick up. Thanks for Mr. Vu. He knew exactly where The Sinh Tourist office in Dalat was. I asked him to take us there first thing first.
It seemed that Mr. Vu knew the people there. As he parked the car, he greeted some people their so cheerfully. I entered the office, show our tickets plus Hagl Resort's address. The man behind the desk nodded, wrote something, and said, "Seven thirty." Fine. Matters settled. Now, I can enjoy the trip.
It was when I was busy seeking for the best moment to capture this activity that I was invited by a lady to go into their small weaving factory.
"Take our pictures." I think that was what she said.
Take pictures? Wow! She knew exactly the best way to make me move and take a look into their factory.
I wonder whether this woman would change her socks when she weaves a, let's say a flowery motive, into a flowery motive sock? :)) I found her socks interesting. So interesting that it seems I've locked my focus point on her socks instead of on her face :P
Aye! I'm taller! :P