The Victoria Chau Doc Hotel

... buffallo carts, bikes heavily laden with rice stalks, rice thrashing tractor machines, as well as the usual hazards of chickens, children, cows, dogs, etc etc. Everybody in this part of the world was so friendly, smiling, waving and shouting hello as we passed. When the rice dodging got too much we would pull over at a hammock bar for an ced coffee or tea and one particular group of ladies found our phrasebook vietnamese so amusing that they offered us to stay the night in the ...

... cheek really hard. I got myself a bowl of fish pho and then walked along by the river stopping to have my picture taken with groups of teenagers who hang out waiting for people. If the idea of complete strangers wanting to take your picture upsets you, I wouldn't recommend coming to small town Vietnam. With bright pink hair. Or becoming a model. I went down to the river for a little look across what is more like a lake because it's so close to the sea. I ...

... Families lived on some of these boats with almost everything in full view. Kids were waving and shouting frantically at tourists, women washing clothes and trying to sell stuff and blokes asleep in hammocks. It's good to see that some cultures still understand equal distribution of labour. After the market we continued upstream and entered a small tributary. The situation hadn't changed from the previous day with no one having a clue what was going on. The boats pulled in and we ...

... came out in Vietnam. It truly is the best way to explore another country/culture.<br>&gt; Motorbikes... my love of the bike may have started in Thailand but it really evolved in Vietnam. I loved riding with Danh feeling the breeze (and the rain) on my face... feeling like I was really a part of the culture, not just whizzing by it on a bus.<br>&gt; The closeness of people of the same sex (in a non-sexual way)... teenage girls walking down the street holding ...

... noon we were escorted off the boat to exit Cambodia. They had us in and out in no time. I bought a Coke Light from a little girl just before we re-boarded. A 10 minute boat ride later we were at the Vinh Xoung (sounds like Vin Song) customs office. We had to remove all of our bags from the boat and were able to have lunch while they processed our paperwork. I had noodle soup with beef and Bill had rice with chicken and a Coke ($7). We boarded a different ...