We had booked a junior suite at the Sheraton Nha Trang, but then on arrival were led up to the club floor to check in. We smiled as we realized we had obviously been upgraded but didn't quite know to what extent until we were led to the penthouse suite with sweeping views of the stunning bay. We decided we might just stay in the room the whole time! The privileges that came with our suite completely spoiled us. I immediately booked some spa treatments for us both. We enjoyed evenings at the club where we met some interesting people and enjoyed free-flowing drinks and hors d'oeuvres, not to mention the night views of lights along the bay.
|views from our room|
|taken thru the window but the colors are still quite pretty|
There isn't much exciting to say about our visit here other than spoiling ourselves and enjoying the amazing hotel pool, spa, restaurants and the beach. When we headed out to the beach our first morning, we asked the attendant for a spot with a chair, towels and umbrella. He said to us; "The Russians all come out at around 6:00 a.m. and grab them all!" We then asked if we could get our name on a waiting list for the next available spot but his response was: "They don't leave! They stay until they are very red". That made us laugh. Well, we have no intention of coming out at 6 in the morning just to get a place on the beach, so we set our bags on the sand and went swimming. The water was blissful! After swimming, we walked the beach and then returned to the hotel pool instead. Our morning routine was breakfast, walk on the beach and then hit the town for a local fresh lunch before heading to the pool, followed by a visit to the gym and spa.
Although the hotel's restaurants were excellent, we ventured out one night in search of a pizza joint that was recommended in the Lonely Planet guide. Our search yielded no favorable result, although we did discover streets teeming with Russian discos, bars and restaurants. This resort town has become a holiday favorite for the Eastern European set leaving us among the few non Russian-speaking visitors.
We visited the market one day just to see what they may have of interest to find that it was much the same as most Asian markets but also offered some dried delicacies hanging in clear plastic bags that we'd not yet seen. I'm not sure what some of them were, but they appeared to be rats, small snakes or worms, bugs and sea creatures. A nice appetizer, perhaps?
On Sunday afternoon we headed to the airport to catch a flight to Da Nang.