Da Lat, Vietnam
My "one night in Da Lat" was a pleasant reprieve from the war and normal combat operations that we had been conducting. I'd heard of the city, but never believed all of the stories I'd heard. Stories about the beautiful architecture, the green and lush gardens, cool weather, and about the graceful people — certainly a Shangri-La such as this couldn't exist in the Vietnam I'd come to know. But low and behold, it did.
In stark contrast to what I had come to expect, this beautiful city, now grown into a true metropolitan area filling much more of the mountain encircled bowl, represented a softer, subtler side of Vietnam.
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