Rainy day in Da Nang on China Beach. We're staying at a simple little place 1 block from the beach. The owner is a sweet older vietnamese man who speaks english fairly well. He likes to tell everything as a story. Today we were in the cafe and a man went by on his bike with a dog in a small chicken cage on the back. He said the dog was going to the market. Then he went into this long explaination about how the dogs can sense that this man is evil and how they will follow him and bark all day. We haven't seen dog on the menu anywhere, just frog, cuddlefish, eel and supposedly we have cock ball to look forward to in Ha Noi. So far our food choices have been really good though.