I was grateful for the bathrooms Fansipanview Hotel provided for their guests who have already checked out like me. I welcomed the shower dearly as I could wipe off all the sticky sweat from my skin, and most importantly, spray the mud on my trekking sandals which turned out to be no good for trekking. The strong current of the shower helped spray away all the mud stronger than a brush could do.
I took rode on a transfer car to Lao Cai Station for 30.000 dongs. Unlike on the way from Lao Cai to Sapa, this time I was wide awake. We drove through the mountains which to my eyes resembles my own country a lot. Beautiful. Apparently I had fallen fast asleep on the way from Lao Cai to Sapa, because I didn't notice all the scenery at all. Our driver pointed to a man standing by the side of the street and told us that that man was selling snake wine. Hiyyy... luckily I didn't notice it. I'm scared of snakes!
After carrying some dongs in my purse, I headed to a restaurant near Lao Cai Station for dinner. Before setting for this restaurant, I actually went to a cafe, because I intended to have some light meal with coffee. Although I already learned from previous experience in Dalat that cafes in Vietnam only serves coffee, I thought that Dalat and Sapa is far apart anyway. In Indonesia, being that far apart can mean an entirely different culture. But I was wrong. I read the menu from top to bottom and top again. Nothing, but various coffee.
I spent 70.000 dongs for that and 20.000 dongs for a bowl of plain rice. In my country I could have a feast with that much money. Well, anyway...
When I passed this restaurant before I exchanged my US dollars, this restaurant was very crowded. But now the restaurant was quite. A few tables away from me was rather noisy though. The owner and relatives seemed to be having a happy chatter dinner. I went to their table and asked in English whether I could use their toilet. A young guy pointed upstairs with his finger.
"Can I keep my bag here?" I asked.
He just nodded and quickly continued on his interrupted conversation with his relatives. I left my camera backpack on the chair next to him and my travel bag on the floor.
On the second floor there were dinner tables also, but nobody was there. A sign said that the lady's toilet was on the third floor. On the third floor were several rooms. The toilet was clean. More than a closet, it also had a shower like the ones in Fansipanview Hotel. Hmmm... I think this will be a good place to have dinner when I come back to Lao Cai on the way to China in September. While waiting for the border gate to be opened, I can have breakfast and take a shower here. Only one thing, I better stick on European food.
Back downstairs, my camera backpack looked perfectly untouched. I said thank you to the young guy. He turned his head a bit and went back chatting.