Day 23: More of the Mekong Delta

Well, we're back from the Mekong Delta group tour, it was very nice, we met some very nice people from all over the world (Australia, New-Zealand, Austria, China, France, Germany, Holland, Spain, Japan), everyone was very friendly and we had a great time. It was a great way of closing our trip.

This morning we went to see the floating market, it was quite different from what I had imagined, I thought there would be lots of small boats full of fruit, but instead there were lots of big boats selling all sort of stuff, and each boat had a long bamboo pole on which they would stick the stuff they are selling so people around will know what they are selling.

Here are some photos of the boats:

Here's a little boy who sailed near us (with his mother of course, I doubt if he can sail by himself...) and tried to sell us some drinks:

There were some boats that matched what I had imagined:

Playing with the idea of Black&White photography:

Afterwards, we went to some village to see how they make noodles. At first they make these giant pancake-like things (they're made out of rice, tapioca, and maybe more stuff, I was tired and wasn't really paying attention...):

And then they leave them to cool or dry or something (again, I wasn't really listening...):

In the same village we saw Pigzilla:

This pig was enormous, but unfortunately this photo doesn't really show how big it was (and I couldn't take another photo because she kept looking away).

From there we went to see Monkey Bridge (no idea why it's called Monkey Bridge):

Well, this is the end of our trip, tomorrow we're flying back home, and I'm looking forward to it. Don't get me wrong, the trip was a lot of fun, but three weeks is enough for me, I miss home, where everybody speaks my language, I miss my family, my friends, I miss home food. I'm tired of living out of my backpack. I don't understand how people can take such long trips (four, six months and higher), I'd go nuts on such a long trip.

To sum things up, we had a lot of fun, we learned a lot (about Vietnam, about the people, about ourselves), there were some not-so-fun stuff, but what I take with me are the good memories (and the souvenirs...).

By the way, my estimation of 10000 photos is dead wrong, we reached somewhere around 2000~3000 photos.