Mekong Delta - day two - boats, boats, boats, and crocodile in my tummy!
June 21/09
We woke up at 5:30 this morning to have all of our stuff ready and be down for breakfast at 6:30. A daunting feat. Our first course of action was into a boat to go see the floating market. One the walk there we passed all the bustle of people selling their produce on the street and then had the delight of taking in more river life.
I mentioned to Reen that none of this would have the same level of charm if it weren't for the conical hats - I love those hats. When we reached the market the bustle was magnified. Definitely has more a visual appeal than the supermarket for getting our fruits and vegetables. Everywhere we looked people in rowboats, motorboats, larger vessels, trying to sell their produce, products, and make deals. Old women in traditional garb, men in trousers, topless with their big rice bellies, and children trying to use their cuteness to make a deal.
I loved the children vendors. Little kids on boats with their parents calling out and trying to get us to buy their wares. This one little boy couldn't have been more that 3 or 4 years old and was excitedly calling out. I shot so many good pics of him I figured I should buy something - lychee drink (in a pop can). So good it almost tasted like the Lychee was right in my mouth.
Next we travelled to a rice noodle making factory/hut. As we walked through neighbourhood trails to get to it again I was thinking how incredibly difficult all of this stuff would have been to do without being on tour.
Although it was interesting to see how the noodles were made and the time and effort that went into ti I was much more intrigued by a precocious little girl who seemed to have free range of the place. After I showed her some of the pics I'd taken - much to her delight - I asked to take one togther. After seeing it she approved with a firm nod. So adorable.
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I just ate crocodile meat! It tastes like chicken - very chewy chicken. We've just been to the crocodile farm and it was a sore disappointment. I was expecting something like a Bayou. Going on a river boat - crocodiles swimming around us when all it was was a farm. Cement enclosures for the crocs with some trees and pools in the centre (dirty, green pools) but it is for conservation as most of the crocodiles aren't surviving in the wild anymore.
I also had fresh Xapoche juice - so incredible - another name for it (in S. America) is Sapodilla. A pretty good day for culinary experiences!
We woke up at 5:30 this morning to have all of our stuff ready and be down for breakfast at 6:30. A daunting feat. Our first course of action was into a boat to go see the floating market. One the walk there we passed all the bustle of people selling their produce on the street and then had the delight of taking in more river life.
I mentioned to Reen that none of this would have the same level of charm if it weren't for the conical hats - I love those hats. When we reached the market the bustle was magnified. Definitely has more a visual appeal than the supermarket for getting our fruits and vegetables. Everywhere we looked people in rowboats, motorboats, larger vessels, trying to sell their produce, products, and make deals. Old women in traditional garb, men in trousers, topless with their big rice bellies, and children trying to use their cuteness to make a deal.
I loved the children vendors. Little kids on boats with their parents calling out and trying to get us to buy their wares. This one little boy couldn't have been more that 3 or 4 years old and was excitedly calling out. I shot so many good pics of him I figured I should buy something - lychee drink (in a pop can). So good it almost tasted like the Lychee was right in my mouth.
Next we travelled to a rice noodle making factory/hut. As we walked through neighbourhood trails to get to it again I was thinking how incredibly difficult all of this stuff would have been to do without being on tour.
Although it was interesting to see how the noodles were made and the time and effort that went into ti I was much more intrigued by a precocious little girl who seemed to have free range of the place. After I showed her some of the pics I'd taken - much to her delight - I asked to take one togther. After seeing it she approved with a firm nod. So adorable.
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I just ate crocodile meat! It tastes like chicken - very chewy chicken. We've just been to the crocodile farm and it was a sore disappointment. I was expecting something like a Bayou. Going on a river boat - crocodiles swimming around us when all it was was a farm. Cement enclosures for the crocs with some trees and pools in the centre (dirty, green pools) but it is for conservation as most of the crocodiles aren't surviving in the wild anymore.
I also had fresh Xapoche juice - so incredible - another name for it (in S. America) is Sapodilla. A pretty good day for culinary experiences!
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