Lots of firsts for me today: Bike riding and Ostrich riding.
My friends had plans to drive up to a nearby resort with their students to go grass skiing and ostrich riding and I got to tag along. We met their students at what I assumed was the outskirts of the city and doubled up on their motorbikes to the resort that was an hour away.
These were the bikes we rode to Vuonxoai
On the way to the resort, we passed by one more reason for me to say that Vietnam is much like home.
And then another reason. This scene looked a lot to me like the road back to Imbatug where my mom grew up.
This was the resort we went to.
More pictures can be found on my skydrive at: