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Mekong Delta - The Floating Life

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All of these boats have evolved to suit life in the Mekong Delta, which revolves around the rivers and canals that crisscross the area. Not only do the rivers nourish the crops and form transport routes by which farmers can take their harvests to market, they also serve as marketplaces. The biggest cho noi floating markets in the delta are Hang Be Market in Tien Giang Province, the Phung Hiep Market in Can Tho and the market in Cai Rang. Each morning, hundreds of junks and small boats congregate, will all trade taking place on the water, as the buyers and sellers haggle, the sounds of their voices and the splashing of oars carry over the water.

Vendors typically hang samples of their wares from a bar set above the boat's roof, while their stock is stored below deck. The most picturesque boats belong to the fruit venders, who string durians, pomellos and jackfruit over their junk's roof. Other junks serve as floating canteens, offering everything from cold drinks to plates of fried noodles. People in search of stronger refreshment can buy bottles of rice wine infused with geckos, river turtles and snakes.

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Do doc, however, are not just used for commerce. Many families live on their boats, traveling throughout the delta. This drifting life seems to make people friendly and open hearted. Come evening, the boats raft together, with everyone sharing bottles of wine and plates of dried squid and enjoying the slow pace of riverside life. Wherever a boat stops there is someone waiting to help tie it to a wharf. It would be hard to find such an affectionate, easy-going welcome in a city.

At night, the canals seem especially romantic. The hum of a boat's engine fills the quiet, as some merchant sets off for a distant market. The darkness is thick, broken by a single flickering lamp. Sitting on the deck of a small boat in the dark, one is reminded of a line from a line by the Tang Dynasty (7th to 10th century) Poet Truong Ke:

Setting off the moon,
The raven sounds in the dew.
The fire of a fishing hamlet,
The trees on the shore are as sad,
As the lake's dreams.

Author: Yen Ba

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