Saigon has 'tourist police' and I think that all cities should follow suit. They are there to ensure people are safe and assist with crossing the road. Even at night I never felt unsafe.
The trip to the Mekong Delta region took about three hours. As usual there were some interesting moments along the way. We drove on the first motorway in the Mekong region which is 40 km long. Travelling at 100 km/hr wasn't quite as scary as there are not motorbikes or wandering stock on the road. We had a stop at a rest area with a lovely garden and pond area.
The heat is just as intense and we are back to higher levels of humidity. Can't imagine how we will adjust to the Otago cold again. The Mekong River is huge and the area is full of tributaries and canals. I found the whole area fascinating, just watching people going about their everyday lives. We crossed to one of islands and stopped at the Vinh Long home stay for lunch. this is also where the girls are staying tonight.
Ella ended up sitting at the tea here's table for lunch. She was not impressed by the fish!
We were also 'entertained' with some local music - interesting. The instrument one of the men was playing was called a moon guitar and they had a foot instrument as a drum.
The girls will certainly miss the air conditioning tonight.
We left the girls and walked toward another part of the river, through the orchards.
Pineapple
Jackfruit
Bananas
We then got on smaller boats, rowed by locals, and travelled along a creek back to the main river. I loved it!
Once we were back on board the large boat, we travelled for about half an hour further down the river. Amazing. This lady has a stove on the boat and they travel along the river selling hot food.
The crane is floating on a platform and is used for getting sand from the river bed. This is then sold to building suppliers for concrete. The crane looked like it was going to tip over when it was lifting the full bucket of sand.
Life along the river.
We are staying at the Ba Duc Home stay. The property has been in the same family for five generations and was rebuilt in 1938, reflecting the French style of the old home. Te family still live here and run the home stay, growing most of the food themselves. It is basic, but really interesting. We had dinner outside, under the trees and made our own spring rolls.
The owner insisted we try his homemade wine. It smelt like port but was pretty disgusting - 45 percent proof!
This guy was having a bath and washing his clothes in the river across the road from where were are staying. The river looks pretty dirty, but the locals are obviously used to it.