Had an early-morning dip in the sea, because I can. Looked at kitesurfing, it's a little pricey and I can probably do that any time so that idea goes on the back burner. The idea very much on the front burner is renting a motorbike to speed over to the dunes, which is exactly what I do.
After a slightly wobbly start (entirely justified I think, as I have never ridden a motorbike before) I soon feel like I've got the hang of it. Before long I am bombing along country and coastal roads which are wide, quiet, well paved and gently twisting, with a breeze in my face and beautiful blue sky above me. You'd be surprised how fast the little motor-scooter things can go (100kph). Vietnam is such a beautiful country, it's no wonder the Commies want it.
I find the first set of dunes, rent a little plastic board and slide down a few times. I move on to find the next set, 20km further on. I think I took a wrong turning because I didn't find them, and I can't ask for directions for obvious reasons*. I don't care one iota - the ride is great and I am loving the motorbike. I will definitely do this again.
Bus on to Nha Trang, which is pretty cool - I get a very nice guesthouse for a very sensible price, then find out I have arrived for the last day of the festival. I find a huge square rammed with people - there must at least 10,000 - and a stage with singers and dancers performing. It was particularly good because of the height distribution. Usually, despite being six feet tall, I can't see that far in crowds - the reason is that most people are tall enough that the top of their head is at or above my eye level, so height is no great advantage.
This is not the case in south east asia. I could see over EVERYONE. People were commenting, asking me to take pictures from my vantage point, and it was fantastic. The night finished with fireworks. I like Nha Trang.
*I am in Vietnam; no one speaks english**
**Also, asking for directions is for losers
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