I was headed to Ong Dung Beach, but on the way I was delayed by more reminders of the country’s repressive past.
Old buildings stood either side of an intersection and because one had a sign, the cow shed, I had to investigate. Opposite this dilapidated shed, were roofless ruins where a sign revealed Vietnamese had been instructed to dig a hole in the sand to bury bodies, then those who dug the hole were buried alive in the grave as well. Gruesome stuff.
As I began the descent of the mountain, I stopped at Ma Thien Lanh Bridge. This was where prisoners were forced to build a bridge by the once French Colonial rulers.