Boating The Mekong River Delta


The story here is written by my friend Geno who has been living and working in many countries around the globe. Check his blog for more interesting stories.

I’m seated on the floor of a small wooden boat, slowly being paddled through a remote narrow canal. I’m surrounded by jungle. Tall trees and palm branches lean towards me like outstretched arms, reaching high over the waterway. In parts foliage is so thick above me, that it blocks out the sun.

 

The Mekong River Delta is a labyrinth of islands, channels and canals
The Mekong River Delta is a labyrinth of islands, channels and canals

Around the boat, there is no sign of civilization. In some places the canal narrows to as little as six feet wide. To the sides, there’s no riverbank to speak of, only a continuous tangle of tree roots. I watch as mudskippers jump from the roots into the shallow waters. There is little sound; only the continuous rhythm of a simple wooden paddle, as it dips forward and back through the dark waters beneath. Continue reading

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