Mui Ne almost took our breath away. A new Vietnamese tourist destination with the usual strip of fancy hotels and restaurants, it reminded Joseph of Waikiki in the 60's. We were living right on the sandy beach, with shady palm trees rustling in the breeze. We would walk down the beach or along the sand lane to the local market a mile away and by the time we left, everyone knew us, smiling and waving a genuine greeting. The classy hotels with restaurants right on the beach were a great place to watch the kite surfing or beach-goers of all shapes and physiques, from wiry Vietnamese vendors to rotund pink Russians in bulging spandex.