A color of the Ninh Hoa Station was a darkish yellow peculiar to Vietnam.
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I pedaled a narrow way road in the small village. Village people enjoyed a cockfight by the roadside.    |
At the sandbar of Hon Gon, I struggled against a strong wind and a sand stone.   |
I arrived at the fishing village called Xom Con, and a chicken came out in the local restaurant where I sat to eat a fish.  |
87.4 km / 616.1km |
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