A koi café, a museum and a new view on Da Nang – Day 154 – Feb 3, 2026

We wake up to another grey day, but at least it’s not raining! Our balcony door kept howling all night, so Joe had a very bad sleep (he’s the lightest sleeper of us all). He calls down, and they offer to move our room. I happily agree, but I prefer moving our things directly from one room to the next, not storing our bags. We agree to come back to the hotel for 12pm to pack up and move or store, depending if the new room is ready or not.

After a slow morning and a long breakfast, we head out for a walk. Téa and I have researched a couple of cute cafés we want to go to, but Option A is too far for a walk, so we aim for Option B.

First, we have to cross the river. They’ve actually built an equally sturdy, permanent, pedestrian-only bridge, right next to the busy road bridge. Joe and the girls walked here on Sunday while I was out of commission, so they are leading the way.
We can see the entire dragon bridge from here! Rain jackets on, as you can see, it’s looking risky out here!

We cross the river and walk along busy roads. Suddenly, we enter an alley way and find a calmer street a block off the busy area.

All good stuff is found off the beaten path.

As we get closer to our destination, we see taxis stopping and dropping off tourists at “our” café. I guess we are not alone in discovering this place!

Maylin instantly jumps up on the doorway and asks me to take her picture. Why, of course!

The café is a koi café, a popular option to draw customers. This one is like a calm little garden inside a huge café, with a koi pond stretching the length of the block. The café counter is at the very back, so at least you get to see all your seating options before taking your pick. We choose to sit on a little platform in the middle of the koi pond, and they actually sell koi food at the café, so we’ve got everything we need!

The largest koi always get the food, because they’re bullies.
Téa has a new tactic, she makes sure the little guys at the back of the pack get some, too!
If you’ve followed my blog for a while, you can probably guess whose dessert this is.
Maylin’s mango smoothie AND tiramisu (did you get it right?), my mulberry kombucha, Téa’s chocolate milk, and Joe’s white iced coffee.
Mom, can we take a selfie? Always YES!

After our little platform got super busy with other guests, and the solo guy at the table next to ours started speaking loudly on his phone and smoking, we left. Our walk back was more pleasant, with the sun really trying to peek out from the clouds. But it was getting close to noon, and we still had a room to pack up, so we walked back along the river and then back across the bridge.

Oh look, the perfect photo op!

After packing our bags and choosing our new room (they let us see two options while dirty), we stored our bags with the front desk, and headed out for lunch. I had found a restaurant on Google Maps, and we taxied there. It was raining when our taxi pulled up, and unlike most drivers, our driver dropped us off at the opposite side of the street. Suddenly, a parking guard from the restaurant comes running through traffic, carrying two umbrellas! He escorted us safe and dry back across and into the restaurant. Only when seated and looking around at the walls, did I realize this was one of the more famous places in all of Da Nang…

I have had my eye on a dish we see everywhere but haven’t tried yet – beef stew with bread. The idea is you break the bread and then dip it in the beef stew. I order a bowl of that, and Maylin picks a pork cheek dish, which Joe decides is a sharing dish. In the end, we end up sharing these two dishes, and everyone gets enough for lunch.

Bread and beef stew, pork cheeks with deep fried rice pucks.
Forcefully chanting “rain rain go away”.

As luck would have it, the rain stops. We are heading for the Da Nang museum, which is only three blocks away. The museum tells the history of the city of Da Nang, which used to be called Tourane, back when the French ruled the town (1858-1954).

The beach is such an impressive sight, on maps and in the rain. Wonder if we’ll get to see it in full sun?
This jewelry is over 2000 years old!

The history section of the museum started around 2500 years ago, so Maylin and I were wondering if there had ever been dinosaurs here. From further digging, most likely there were dinosaurs in Vietnam, but there hasn’t been any real finds here, only in neighbouring countries.

Royal dress from the Nguyen Dynasty.
Whale worship! I can get behind that. Also common in New Zealand, I believe, and probably everywhere between here and there.
Beautiful marble carvings
Masks used in theatre. Each colour meant something different: red = good, royalty, bravery. White = well educated or female. Black = honest and fierce. Green = ghosts/supernatural.
Sandra, I know you’re bound to see this, this picture is for you! This was displayed in the local artists’ section of the ground floor, every piece for sale. So many beautiful things I’m sure we could have and would have considered buying if we were going straight home after this.

By the time we emerge from the museum, it’s 4pm and the hotel has messaged us saying that our new room is ready. All our bags have been brought upstairs, and we head back to unpack.

We still have a balcony and a balcony door, but this one has no window! Our view is now directly south through large windows, unless we go out onto the balcony to look towards the beach to the east.
Slightly different layout, much larger in feel. And the balcony door shuts all the way.
See the ferris wheel? It’s an amusement park, but we never see anything moving. Is it shut down? Will it come back to life? Google gives no hints.
Our in room telephone got a very luxurious upgrade, but we lost the diamond faucet in the bathroom.

Once unpacked and settled into our new room, we’re now ready to explore somewhere new for dinner. Joe has been researching this, and we have a 20 minute walk to tonight’s restaurant.

Traffic is always busy in Vietnam, and sidewalks are never for people. Balancing between the sidewalk and the gutter is key, and I have to say, overall, Vietnamese are excellent and considerate drivers!
Tonight, Téa reaches for her favourite summer rolls again, these being about twice the size of rolls elsewhere.
Joe finally gets to try a bowl of Bun Bo Hue, or what so many people have described as “pho, but not pho”. The only difference I can really see is the broth, this one made with the fermented shrimp paste that Hue is famous for. We all taste Joe’s soup and agree the broth is better than all the pho broths we have tried so far! Also – a plate full of vegetables called morning glory. These are hollow, like straws, and very tasty.
My dinner this evening is a bowl full of rice noodles, vegetables and shrimp. No soup for me, please! Absolutely delicious, and I declare this meal one of our very best in Vietnam!
My little goofball, who’s getting so much better at maneuvering her chopsticks. She’s just got to learn not to play with her chopsticks, the aunties in Hong Kong will soon tell her to behave!

We absolutely roll out of the restaurant in the end. It was such a delicious meal, there’s no room for dessert. We absolutely did not need the 5th dish, the plate of vegetables. As the evening progressed, Joe finished Maylin’s spring rolls, Téa’s summer roll, and my noodles. Next time I think we’d cap it at four dishes, if not three…

We taxi back to the hotel, and call it a night. Joe gets the single bed, and I keep the peace by sleeping between the girls. It’s been a long day, and we’re all out like lights…

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