Vietnam doesn't camp
Waking up with somewhat sore hips, today I went on a desperate search for a camping mattress. I figured it would be handy to have, especially if I encounter more beds that are significantly hard.
I asked Grok for a recommendation and was told that expats loved a camping store located 38 minutes walk from my current position. Grok stated this store stocks sleeping mattress. Thus, I decided to put my walking shoes on and walk to the shop. However, on arrival they had no real camping equipment, only a have a few travel bags and little else. Not even a backpack. Once again Grok sent me up the garden path, something that has become a very common theme with this AI platform. In the past I have learnt to validate whatever Grok says with Gemini but unfortunately I didn't do this.
Studying Google maps, there appeared to be a proper camping some distance away. It appeared to have camping mats and sleep equipment, so I figured a trip across town wouldn't hurt. Besides I love traveling by grab.
When I arrived it was indeed a proper camping store which was located in a garage behind a roller door. I took my shoes of and walked inside. The two staff inside looked at me strangely. "Do you have a camping mattresses?" I asked. "Don't have" she said. "Camping Mat?" I question. "Sorry, don't know" she said. Looking around I couldn't see anything on the shelf so, I turned and put my shoes on.
The question was where to now. I googled more camping stores, but the Internet was slow and I just didn't want to spend money traveling all over the city looking for a needle in a haystack when it was becoming obvious this ]could repeat all over town. The other obvious thing from visiting two shops, is camping just isn't a big thing here. It's not like Australia.
Giving up, I still think a camp mattress would be a good investment. Maybe I see if I can get one delivered here, although in truth I'm starting to find the bed more comfortable each night that passes. It's just a comfort thing and not something I'm not overly upset about as it will do me good to be more comfortable on a hard bed. I have a feeling there will be alot of hard beds once I start traveling the countryside.
Traveling across the city on the back of the grab, I find the place of DaNang more and more puzzling. As I traveled further from the centre, the shops became more spread out and dispersed, but English can still be seen in the shop signage. There are so many little shops all selling the same goods, it hard to understand how anyone survives. Even the cafe I'm sitting in now. I have been the only customer for the last hour. As a Westerners one thing I do appreciate about the cafe culture here, is there is never any hard sell, or someone interrupting and asking would you like another? It's very chill. And I say this as I watch someone outside fill up their scooter with petrol contained in a plastic water bottle container.
Instead of camping stores I decided to go to Son Tra Marina. This turns out to be essentially a cafe setup to what I initially thought was buying a dink and cake at inflated prices, but once inside it became evident it was also a place for local girls to take selfies. There were real fishermen and boats on the warf, but that was closed to public access. I couldn't really understand what was going on at this place, but it all just felt artificial. It was a take of from Greece.. and it was just weird 5/10
Felling depressed at fake people, I found a KFC not that far from where I was staying and ordered a grab. The moment I pushed the "Book" button, the heavens opened up and it poured down with rain. Fuck me I thought. If I don't get completely soaked these little scooter wheels with no tread on them will be slippery and I'll be going down the road on my ass!
KFC tasted different, but was great value $VND80000 ($AU4.33) for a zinger box, when a zinger box was $AU17.53. I would rate the Australian zinger better, but the difference seemed to be more in the quality of chicken 7/10
Walking back to the apartment, I discovered I was further away from the hotel than I originally thought. Tired, I grabbed another grab (of course) and arrived back at the apartment, only to hit my favorite restaurant Quan Nha Tudo (so far) for dinner.