I woke up with a somewhat polka-colored body, it turns out that the sunblock we bought in Dalat wasn’t water resistant, and since I spent a fair amount of time in the water I had little protection for the scorching sun. Well, that’s just more time in the shade with Civ between the swims I suppose.

The day passed by with no major points of interest, lunch at the beach and then more slacking. The main consequence of the sunburn was that I felt less eager to enjoy massages – which was a slight disappointment. Otherwise nothing to report.

Another day with a drink at sunset, followed by another dinner at Ganesh, as good this time as the last. Living a simple life can also be a good life.

I wake up already at 7 and figure it’s time to set this watergate straight. With the help from the reception I get hold of someone at our previous hotel and they indeed have the charger and will keep it safe until we get back there – good news and I’ll keep my fingers crossed.

I wake up Mona and we try the breakfast, nice with sea view – having your omelette made for you always goes down well with me. After breakfast it’s time for serious slacking and swimming. After some re-blogging, and re-playing Civ it’s time for lunch at the beach. From there it’s slacking a bit before heading back to our room for siesta. I wake Mona up just in time for some drinks in the sunset. Life is pretty good.

For dinner we take a Taxi to Sakura (only Japanese by name), great food – fish curry was really nice but we need to remember that one curry is more than enough for two people. We ended up only eating about half. Nice and cheap place, and perhaps worthy of the top restaurant according to tripadvisor but not so close where our hotel was. The taxi driver happily offered to wait during our dinner for free – that’s how you know you’re paying well. In the end, the price of the taxi ride ended up being twice the price of the food, and the taximeter and my gps-app agreed so no foul play involved.

I woke a bit earlier than Mona and did some blogging, after two failed attempts of slowly waking her I informed that we had 10 minutes left before they closed breakfast at 10. As we packed our stuff we had company of our Vietnamese technician who I kindly helped after he had tried rebooting my iPad and fiddle with its network settings for some ten minutes. I suggested that he would try a testing device of his own since I thought it was rather improbable that all our iThings messed up their network connections at the same time. We checked out from the hotel, got a cab to the airport where again it was time to fiddle with photos and blog.

We landed at Phu Quoc Airport and were welcomed by a heatwave as well as taxi promoters while we still were waiting for the luggage from the conveyor belt. My patience trickled with 8 taxi guys standing in a circle around me with none managing to provide an answer to the not so controversial question of what the price was. In the end I resigned and just took the least annoying guy who had a taximeter. When we got to Arcadia they were overbooked, which was interesting since we had paid in advance. We were offered to be upgraded but then move the next day, we explained we didn’t want to move around but were happy to be upgraded for the entire stay. They agreed after some resistance, and we got to the room which was awesome – newly built, balcony and nice shelves for clothes. We quickly scouted the area and dipped the toes in the sea, about 27-28 degrees. We also saw the ladies offering massages on proper beds in the shade for around 4USD – things looked in general pretty good.

Mona had done a bit of research and we wanted to eat something non-Vietnamese but had not yet reach the pizza craving state. So Indian food it was, a restaurant called Ganesh who had OK reviews in tripadvisor. Masala tea, my precious, and garlic naan with some paneer in a spicy tomato curry, milkshake for desert. Nomnomnom, we may come back here before leaving. We decided to walk the 2km back rather than getting a cab, a breeze made the temperature feel like maybe 26-27, in contrast to the 33 when we landed. Life was good.

Then came Karma and her ugly step-sisters. The wifi reception was fine in all other rooms, and outside as well but no connection from our room, and this was not something temporary.Annoying but not the end of the world, after playing Civ for an hour or two I lost the achievement (virtual trophy if you like – important stuff!) due to not being online while winning. Then came the next blow as I would just upload the blog from last day in Ho Chi Minh City. Somehow versions had got mixed up due to network issues, the result – I got the first three sentences but the rest was gone. This is where nerd rage enters, and I decide to comfort myself by going outside to order a dishwasher. Which has increased 1500 SEK in price, at this time I realize I should give up and so return to the room in order to charge the iPad and go to sleep – guess if one of the chargers had been left at the hotel in Ho Chi Minh City?