A tour of the Delta was incomplete without a look at the boats populating the Mekong. There were lots of boats filled with junk (rather than real junks like the tourist ones up-country at Ha Long Bay.
But a far cry from the North, here the inhabitants were incredibly friendly, waving warmly at the tourists passing by.
Seeing as the river was so full of traffic, there were plenty of signs governing boat movements.
Good luck in trying to decipher them all though!
Here, there were bona fide floating markets that were there for true commerce rather than purely tourist commerce as in other more famous floating markets. Here, goods seemed to be traded in bulk as heavily laden boats plied up and down the river. How to figure out what each boat sold? Easy, just look at what was displayed on the poles.
This boat was selling all sorts of vegetables and fruit.
Another sold yet another mind boggling array of local produce.
And here the boat sold an assortment of melons and pumpkins. I wonder what would happen if a boat wanted to sell pork or beef though.
To make a sale, the boat owner had to catch the attention of the derelict little sampans and row the produce out to the buyer, whether on shore or on another boat.
Some of the more enterprising boats sold banh mi (baguette sandwiches) from their floating stalls. Life here, it seemed, could be lived exclusively on the water.
Even colourful wardrobes of clothes were brought onto the boat. The owner was never too far from a clean change of clothes.
And of course, they lazed in their hammocks in the setting sun, exactly the way to end a long day on the river.