Day 37 A bad start

10/04/13
At around 02.30 I was woken by a massive clap of thunder, hundreds more followed over the next hour, accompanied by seriously heavy rain, it made the stuff we experience in Dalat look like drisle. The worst thing about the weather was the fact that my room was unfortunately not storm proof and let water in at 3 separate points, one of the above my bed, fortunately there was enough room on the bed for me to find a dry patch. I had set my alarm for 07.00 but it didn't go off/ I slept through it (genuinely I don't know). I finally woke up at 08.05, a slight problem as I was meant to be picked up to go diving at 08.00, at a place that was 15 minutes walk away. I managed to change, pack my bag and be out in 3 minutes, flip-flops aren't the best running footwear so I took them off and ran barefoot along the road, hoping that they would still be there. Luckily a couple of other customers had taken a long time so they hadn't been waiting long, I clambered aboard and for the first time noticed that my feet were both rather sore, 2 blisters on each foot was my payment for the run, but thankfully I had made it. 40 minutes along dirt roads to the port then an hour on the boat to the first dive site. There was only 5 tourists so I quickly got chatting to an English couple, the husband I would end up buddying with. For the first dive they dropped us off in the wrong place, so we had to swim 10 minutes to see something other than sand, even when we reached the coral it was underwhelming. The second site was better with a lot to see, but the highlight was lunch. Surprisingly I was rather hungry by now and I was delighted to see a large spread, I had bowl after bowl of noodles, squid, rice, omelette  fish and veg soup, topped off with about half a pineapple and a banana, I also took 3 others for the road. We got back mid afternoon and I didn't really do much apart from chill in my room until I got hungry again so I set out on the hour long walk to the town. This evening I had scallops, freshly prepared and eaten on the street in a night market. I headed back towards my lodgings, hoping to find a bar on the way t stop off at, every single one I passed was empty. I finally went in one, Rory's, which was 50m from where I was staying. I hadn't been sitting down 5 minutes before a french girl I met on the minibus from the ferry and an English girl turned up, we spent the next hour or so chatting and enjoying the lightening storm just off the coast, literally every 30 seconds another bolt or sheet would illuminate the sky, they were all different colours, white, yellow, blue and purple, an awesome display. We called it an early night as none of us slept very well the previous night.