On our second day on the Mekong, we took a smaller boat, helmed by a sweet older woman; I think her son was running the motor in the back.
We saw a couple more markets.
We also saw a banana flower and learned about banana flower soup.
These are rice pancakes drying in the sun — all these were made that morning in just several hours.
That’s not a pettin’ dog, that’s an eatin’ dog!
No poultry snuggling!
We tried our hand at crossing a "monkey bridge."
And we saw a very old garden that once belonged to a wealthy resident.
Lots of women rowing canoes passed us by.