Part 2 of 3Vietnam, 2011

A few days in Mũi Né

Looking back at the beach, sand dunes and a short escape from Ho Chi Minh City.

Rippled golden sand in late afternoon light, sloping down to low buildings and casuarina trees, with the sea and a pale blue sky beyond.
Sand dunes near Mũi Né, with the sea beyond.

Away from the city

During our Vietnam trip in 2011, we also made our way to Mũi Né, near Phan Thiết.

I remember visiting the beach, although many of the smaller details of that part of the trip have faded over the years.

Looking through the photographs again, I’m reminded how different the surroundings were from Ho Chi Minh City.

Instead of busy city streets and buildings, the pictures show the coast, stretches of sand and open views towards the sea.

Sand dunes and the coastline

Some of my photographs show the sand dunes near Mũi Né, with the sea visible in the distance.

A view from high ground over trees and red and white roofs to a wide band of blue sea under a pale sky.
Looking over the rooftops to the sea.

It’s an interesting landscape to look back on. The dunes and the coastline appear together in the same collection of pictures, and the photographs capture the distinctive scenery of the area.

I can’t confidently identify the exact dunes from memory. They may be the Red Sand Dunes, but I would rather leave that uncertain than give them the wrong name.

Other pictures show the beach and the surrounding coastline.

Shallow waves running onto a long curving beach under a blue sky with wisps of cloud, with resort buildings and palms along the shore in the distance.
The beach at Mũi Né.
A paved seafront promenade lined with leaning coconut palms and a white balustrade, with the sea beyond.
A palm-lined promenade by the sea in Phan Thiết.

The photographs preserve details that I would probably have forgotten entirely without them.

A place remembered through photographs

One of the pictures also contains a sign for Bốn Biển Resort.

A round wooden sign reading “Bon Bien Resort” hanging on the white timber frame of a tiled gateway, with palm fronds behind.
The sign for Bốn Biển Resort.

I can’t say for certain whether this was where we stayed, but it is another small detail recovered from the album.

Unlike the Lunar New Year gathering or the view of the Mekong waterways, I don’t have one particular incident from Mũi Né that stands out in my memory.

What remains is the experience of visiting the coast together, and the photographs of the beaches and dunes.

It’s nice to have those images now, more than fifteen years later.

They remind me that not every part of a journey needs a dramatic story. Sometimes the photographs themselves are what keep a place in our memory.