Can Tho is the largest city in the delta, and one thing it's known for is its floating markets. We'd gotten up at 4 for the early flight from Hanoi, and arrived in Can Tho mid-morning, hopeful that our room would be available before check-in, and it was. We stayed at the Victoria Can Tho, not a kind of hotel we usually stay at, but we chose it because it had a wonderful pool and was away from the busy hustle of the city -- Marc always thinks about what I will need since I get so easily overheated, and also overwhelmed by noise and chaos. So we started off with a quick dip in the pool:
|this is early evening, obviously|
|we've gotten good at eating in places that don't cater to tourists!|
|our little shuttleboat, so cute!|
|benevolent Uncle Ho watches over all. our waiter made sure we noticed him too.|
|a quick, steamy walk down the street to two bustling night markets -- the enclosed one, all in red....|
|and the street one. mostly for sale were various kinds of food and plastic junk|
|a map on the wall at the place we arranged our boat tour -- a good reference! Can Tho is on the lower branch of the Mekong|
|passed this food vendor and had to double back to take a picture. I don't want to know.|
|random temple -- there aren't many signs of religion here, at all|
|one of the intersections, just for a flavor of Can Tho. It's an ordinary city, really.|
|ordinary and hot. so hot this building caught on fire. (that's probably not why....)|
|and so hot that Marc very wisely pushed me to buy a hat. it's so cute, but so cheap it'll|
probably melt if it gets wet. still, it serves my purpose!
|you can't believe how cheap this is, on top of its amazing fresh deliciousness.|
|that big basket OVERFLOWING with so many fresh greens, that omelette, so very good.|
A very old woman showed us how to assemble it, and with a sweet smile.
|fab summer rolls, obv.|
|it looks like multiple restaurants, doesn't it?|
|all the tables were filled with Vietnamese people, men for the most part but an occasional woman|
|the waitresses wore either: this short red dress (with a Saigon Beer label),|
a shorter black dress with black high heels, or jeans and a white
button down shirt. No idea who got what kind of waitress
|this was our sweet, adorable waitress. I really liked her so much.|
|green onions, bean sprouts, garlic, SO good|
|and this fried tofu, I will never forget it, ever. it was like a pudding cloud inside. I ate it two nights|
in a row, it was so so good.
|our boat driver greeted us with all these things he'd made with palm leaves -- grasshoppers and flowers and |
birds and a crab. and a small basket, which he'd filled with fresh hibiscus.
|breakfast -- the banh mi had mushrooms and greens|
|the driver was a jokester -- charming at first, and for a while....|
|boats tie their produce to the top of a pole so you can identify what you need. it's very clever.|
some boats have a veritable grocery store tied -- all the veg and fruits
|women rowing among the big boats, some selling pho and grilled meat|
|some sell fresh baguettes|
|some boats (like the one on the left) are painted with eyes, to scare off monsters in the river|
We turned off the main river onto a small tributary to visit a rice noodle making factory:
|they spread a rice-water slurry on a large drum for just a brief minute of steaming|
|then the disks dry....|
|and get fed into a noodle cutting device|
|a little home|
|I am fascinated by those grasshoppers|
|my 'halo' had grasshoppers, and he hadn't yet given me the necklace.|
We went back to our same place for dinner and fumbled our way through a different version of the menu, but luckily I'd taken photos of the food I'd eaten the night before, and Marc happened to have looked online at the menu and took photos of things he wanted, so we were able to show our pictures and get what we wanted. Unfortunately, I also seemed to get either a flu or bad food....but that's a post for another time.
Can Tho was a fun trip, we enjoyed ourselves -- and that beautiful pool -- and it's not a place either of us feels a need to return to. From here we move on to Thailand. Tam biet, dear Vietnam. I hope to come back.
|the pool at night|