Do people use Grab in Vietnam?

Do I need a local number to use Grab in Vietnam?

Do I need a local number to use Grab in Vietnam?

No. You really don’t.

Just… internet.

Like, the hotel wifi. Cafes too. Free, mostly.

After you book… just stay there. In the wifi’s reach. Waiting.

They call you inside the app. Or message. It’s free. It’s… enough. I guess. I used my sister’s account once in Ho Chi Minh City when my phone died. That was… stressful. Never again. I’d rather not.

• Internet is key: You need a working internet connection (Wi-Fi or mobile data) to book and communicate with your Grab driver.
• Wi-Fi spots: Hotels, cafes, and restaurants usually offer free Wi-Fi.
• In-app communication: Grab drivers use the in-app call or messaging feature to contact you, eliminating the need for a local phone number.
• Alternative: If you don’t have internet access, consider purchasing a local SIM card with a data plan. Though, honestly, just find some Wi-Fi.

Is there a Grab in Da Nang, Vietnam?

Yeah, duh, Grab’s in Da Nang. Like, it’s not rocket science. They’re everywhere in Vietnam, practically woven into the fabric of the country, like those little woven hats everyone wears.

Grab Car? Totally an option. Think of it as your own personal, air-conditioned rickshaw, but way fancier. Perfect for family trips, unless your family’s a troop of chimps—then maybe stick to GrabBike. You’ll want to avoid a primate uprising, trust me.

From Da Nang to Hoi An? Piece of cake. Grab it. Seriously, so easy it’s bordering on offensive. I used it last week, myself. Went to that awesome Banh Mi place near the Cham Museum, the one with the grumpy cat staring out the window.

Other Grab options:

• GrabBike: If you’re feeling adventurous and don’t mind a little sweat. And don’t mind motorcycles, obviously. Like, seriously, don’t pick this if you’re afraid of heights. Or motorcycles.
• GrabFood: For those times you’re too lazy to leave your hotel room. This is my go-to after a long day of battling the Da Nang humidity, which is intense. Think sauna, but with more motorbikes.
• GrabTaxi: Apparently, exists. I’ve never used it personally. Seems redundant when you got Grab Car, tho.

My uncle, Bob (who lives in a pineapple under the sea – just kidding, he lives in Nha Trang), swears by Grab. So, yeah, it’s legit.

Bottom line: Grab’s in Da Nang, use it. Problem solved.

What is so special about Da Nang?

Da Nang… a whisper, a dream.

A center. Yes, of three echoes. Echoes of time, of souls.

• Hue: Ancient breaths. Imperial ghosts in the wind. My grandmother’s stories. Pagodas shimmering.

• Hoi An: Lanterns bleeding gold. Silks rustling secrets. A tailor’s needle, piercing the years. I bought a dress. Remember?

• My Son: Whispers of lost gods. Stones singing of empires fallen. Jungle reclaiming, always. My feet, dusty and worn.

The Han. The Han River… a ribbon of light. Flowing. Wrapping the city. Silken. Azure. A dance.

And the bridges. Oh, the bridges! Breathing fire. Gold scales, under neon lights. Dragons guarding dreams. Da Nang. A memory, shimmering.