Da Lat Week of Contemplation

LeAnn and I went to Da Lat this week.  She wanted to get out of the city and spend some time thinking about her life.  It was about a 7 hour bus ride here.  We took the lounge bus, it was nice to be able to lay down and nap as we rode through the countryside.  I noticed some seats in the back were open so I jumped up on the upper deck...

and sprawled out.

It was a like a king sized bed up there.  It was nice until the driver slammed on the breaks and I rolled forward into the other bed in front of me.  Ha!

It was a beautiful ride here.  The wide open spaces and the mountainous views were mesmerizing. 

Da Lat is suppose to be a romantic place where most Vietnamese go on their honeymoon.  We haven’t went out and adventured yet.  I brought by backpacking equipment and I am itching to get by a lake and have a campfire. 

My room is nice.  I have a relaxing view of a tree-covered hill with temples and dragon statues scattered throughout the trees.  It’s calming.   I can see why a guy stayed here for two years writing a book, says the hotel manager. 

LeAnn and I are here seeking refuge from the buzzing city and doing some soul searching and praying for an encounter with the living God.  LeAnn is ready to head home.  She wanted to take one last trip to see another part of Vietnam and then…well…leave. 

I’m not ready to go back.  I was offered two part time jobs back in Ho Chi Minh City.  Tutoring a medical student (teaching English) and teaching English to Vietnamese math teachers so they can teach math in English.  I accepted both jobs. 

I’m walking into the unknown.  I’ll update you on how this week of contemplation turns out.