There was a time when I took a boat from Phnom Penh to travel down Mekong River to Ho Chi Minh city where I gorged myself with food for three days. Many pictures of food were taken when I remembered to do so. Enjoy!
Grilled meat at the evening street food stand.
This spread of right outside of my hostel. Kills me every time I walked by it. I don’t want any parasites but I also want to eat it all.
A little Hue place around the corner from my hostel. The lady has dedicated her entire craft to one dish. It was damn good.
I’ve seen this fishing contraption in many places through East, Southeast and South Asia. Pretty cool.
On our shuttle back to Ho Chi Minh city. You can see many Vietnamese flags displayed prominently on the lamp poles along the road.
Local produce market in Ho Chi Minh city.
Cu Chi Tunnels near Ho Chi Minh. Don’t be deceived by that smile. I fully regret going down that tunnel. It was dark and damn and had only enough space to crawl through on all four. I had no idea what I was crawling on: rotten leaves? worms? No idea. The worst of all, there are bats flying around you in that tiny space. I am glad I didn’t catch rabies.
As our boat entering a rain storm going down Mekong River.
Leopard print onesie woman making quail egg omelette on the street. It was delicious.
Fish in a basket in an open market.
yum, there is a scorpion and a snake in this bottle of liquor. Who doesn’t want that?
The adventure started early in the morning when we were told our boat broke down so we had to take a shuttle for two hours to get to another boat. It was a sunny ride. Farmers were drying their harvest on the sides of “highways”. I have to say our driver is quite skillful not to run over the drying tarps or crashing into the incoming trucks.
I ended up with some skewers and papaya salad. Dangerous move to have raw vegetables, but I could not resist it.
Oh man, it was so tempting to sit down at this booth to try some pho. Locals gathered at this place for their breakfast. If I didn’t look at how the dishes were cleaned first, I’d probably had a bowl.
My first bowl of Pho in Vietnam. it was at a bus stop. $2 for this baby. I think it may be full of MSG but it tasted great.
Longan in Mekong Delta
A bowl of some sort of rice noodle soup. I couldn’t read the writing so I just picked something on the menu and ordered.
A child guarding this family harvest. Actually he was just playing outside in the courtyard blissfully. LIfe is great.
A sleeper bus in Vietnam. I had to remove my shoes and put in a plastic bag which they provided before boarding the bus. The sleeper space is just long enough to fit me if I kept my knees bent.
Freshly grilled seafood and a good bowl of pho.
A bowl of Hue to start my day.
On Mekong river near Chau Doc where fisherman meticulously sorting out their net for a cast.
A boat tour through the narrow channels of Mekong Delta.
Dried shrimp are plentiful in this part of the world. They look and smell really good.
This lady is picking up some frogs at a local market.
The best bowl of noodles I had on this trip. The beef was cut paper thin yet still super flavorful. The soup was perfectly seasoned. It was a little far from the tourist district so there were very few foreigners. The owner didn’t speak a lick of English, but fortunately they only served one dish (with variations that I couldn’t order). I went back there twice and had no regrets.
A plate of stir fried manilla clams.
A seafood hotpot on the street of HCMC. It was so damn hot sitting there.
The old post office in HCMC.