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.