Han River, Danang, Vietnam
We ventured into downtown Danang this evening for dinner, one of those “authentic”, hole in the wall kinds of places, that you find by following back alleys into the nether regions of the big bad city.
The food was crap, but it was authentic alright. Ants in the rice bowl. I shit you not.
But on the way back we drove by the Tran Thi Ly Bridge, which crosses the Han River. This is a beautiful bridge, worthy of a visit to Danang just to see it. (I’ve been known to travel to cities just to see a Calatrava.)
This one looks like a huge sailboat. Stunning.