From Saigon one can take a trip into the Mekong Delta. We decided on a 2 day, 1 night trip. First stop: My Tho to see this beautiful pagoda.
Here, they have both male and female monks. It was so tranquil here I would have loved to have stayed for a while.
Even better, they had the biggest Buddha I have ever seen!
Shortly after, we got onboard a boat and headed off into the delta,
stopping on various islands, like this one that made coconut candy.
All made by hand.
Oh, and they also made rice wine.
Everything here is so 'set up' for tourist including the honey bees.....
............... and snake, which you can hold for a photo.
Back on another, smaller boat to another island.
Through the beautiful palms.
Not being a big boat person I was glad to get off.
This island was all about the fruit and local music, where we were entertained by our guide.
On arriving in Can Tho we realised we were the only ones who had opted for the stay in local bungalows. The only way to get here - by crazy scooter.
(I think I now know why 10,000 people got fined in Hanoi for not wearing helmets last month. It's because you look ridiculous in them! - K)
Crossing the road with my eyes closed.
Up a dirt track to...............
................... a very cute little bungalow.
The inside was basic but cosy.
The view from the balcony was lovely.
The family who owned the bungalows also cooked dinner. We were able to help by rolling the spring rolls.
The meal was incredible and we met some awesome people too.
Later on the Father brought out his rice whiskey! Oh Dear!
(This was pocheen brewed in some shed somwhere. Potent, rather rough, but with the same effects as its legally brewed cousin! - K)
We were also invited in to see his son being 'cupped' to draw out the illness (he had a cold).
Ony the brave ones tried it themselves!
(I looked up "Brave" in the Vietnamese dictionary. It said "Verb. Pronounced stoo-peed. Individual or group action or activity following consumption of rice wine" - K)
An early start the next day and a trip to the very local market, across a small river....
............ in an even smaller ferryboat!
The hub of all activity selling all the day's provisions.
The dress code in SE Asia for all women seems to be pj's. Some just look like them but I am sure some actually are pj's.
Everyone so happy and friendly.
Back to the Mekong and we got on a boat by a very dirty harbour.
Sailing up the river we were very soon in the middle of the famous floating market.
Where all life is lived on the back of a boat.
The fruit & veg etc were traded from the back of the boats.
Everywhere we looked, all we could see were boats full of produce.
It is always the little things that demonstrate the biggest differences in a place. The men, when hot, always tuck up their shirts like this. Everywhere you look sometimes all you can see are mens' bellies. It became a bit of a joke amongst some of us travellers.
Further up the river we went to see how rice noodles are made.
And to a fruit farm with a monkey bridge!
(Spot the monkey! - K)
My favorite - the mango!
Back in Saigon we met up again to go out in a bar called 'Go2', not cheap but it had a pool table.
The girls thrashed the boys! Yeah!
(Not sure that you can call it a thrashing when it went down to the black, and one game of doubles took almost an hour! - K)
We loved our stay in Saigon. It was so easy to be here and everything we needed was so close. The bars sell wine that is not too bad.
The local children provided enterainment.
I was even able to brush up on my sales technique by learning from these tiny local girls.
I think this says it all. Saigon was full of history and sat in a beautiful area but all in all it was pretty crazy!