We picked Can Tho, Vietnam as a base to explore the Mekong Delta. Instead of (my imagined) pastoral labyrinth of canals and rice paddies, the city itself was large and quite bustling. We encountered the first skyscrapers again since Bangkok and the traffic was intense. Motorbikes are king of Vietnamese roads and traffic signals are not always present.
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| Babçia and Papa sending their prayers up in smoke on the giant cone incense of Ong Temple. |
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| Maya's request. What was more out of character for us: that we picked non-local food, or that we picked a sushi restaurant in a mall? |
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A morning boat tour of the floating market.
Even though we began at 5:30am, the markets seemed a little quiet by the time we got there. When we stopped to see a small rice noodle making operation, Maya got to play catcher for the fresh cut noodle strips. The boatwoman split her time between steering and weaving intricate palm leaf creatures and gifts for the girls. Jeff learned all about the annoyances of government intrusion in business and personal affairs from our guide. |
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| Although this was a daytime, 4-hour ride, we got a double-decker sleeper-bus to Ho Chi Minh City. This configuration differed from the Cambodian Night Bus, as the seats were adjustable, but didn't really fit any adults. |
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