I'll admit, to my surprise, his buddy showed up right on time. After waking the front desk clerk who was passed out cold on the lobby floor, I got him to unlock the main gate and off we went. I hate to say it, but I never figured out "the buddy's" name because he didn't speak a word of English. Well ok, he spoke three words that I know of: "fish," "frog," and "banana." Throughout the trip, he enthusiastically pointed out these three things over and over. He was one cool dude. I'll call him Buddy.
So, I spent the better part of a day crusing the Mekong and its meandering side channels with Buddy on his small wooden boat (sort of a longtail design ala Thailand). We managed to visit a the Cai Rang and Phong Dien floating markets while they were in full swing. Buddy just pushed our small boat right into the thick of it. I sipped coffee (provided by an enterprising guy in a floating drink stand) and snapped photos while my skipper bullshitted with all of his friends - he seemed to know alot of people. At one point, we tied off to a big barge that his friend was running and he motioned for me to climb up on top of the wheelhouse to get a better view of the activity around us. Like any good guide, safety be damned for a good photo op! By the early afternoon, I was getting a little saddle sore from the low wooden bench I was sitting on and near bursting with all the tropical fruit Buddy had me sample along the way. But instead of returning via the main river channel, Buddy took me home the back way - along small canals that run like back alleys behind homes and shops for a real behind the curtains tour. I cringed a bit whenever I saw someone swimming in the canals (not the cleanest water around) but had a blast watching surprised looks turn to smiles whenever we passed people just doing their thing. A great morning. Thanks Buddy!
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