This is kind of where the dream starts. We woke up at the crack of dawn, haled a taxi, got on a prop plane, landed in a misty valley, took a quiet taxi and arrived in the sleepy city of Dalat. A little like San Fransisco, a little like Paris. We got in early so our room was not ready of course. However, upon closer inspection the presidential suite was. So as we enjoyed a fabulous champagne brunch on the roof, we were informed that our suite awaited us. Wow. Definitely a dream and a fabulous hotel - Ngoc Lan. Really luxurious, a little extravagant and a beautiful view (or views;) of the lake. The ladies had their first VN spa experience which turned out to be just plain hilarious ... think ABBA hair. We wandered the market while taking pics and tasting street food (well I tasted the street food). Had a decent dinner and fell asleep in the dream suite.
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