We visit Tan Chau

 

Previous page: A quiet day onboard the Adventurer

 

 

Fish Farm

My sore throat had turned into a cold - blast it. Each time I went up to serve myself breakfast I made sure I coated my hands with anti bacterial gel first. I didn't want a passenger to come and pick up tongs I had handled and get my germs. I didn't realize it at the time but other passengers were coming down with colds too.

Before we left the dining room we were each given 20,000 Dong. This was to be our individual payment to a rickshaw driver we would employ later in the morning.

Our first excursion was to a fish farm. We donned our safety jackets and set off on little boats. We were in Vietnamese waters now so we had a new tour guide who was, of course, Vietnamese.

 

 

Heading by motor boat to the fish farmsHeading to the fish farms
Fish underwater in the cagesLots of fish were breeding in the cages below the water level

 

We were surprised to learn that the sacks of food fed to the fish were in fact from Australia. We saw hundreds (maybe thousands) of telopia fish. A basa farm was nearby but we didn't see that one. Ian and I would like to have seen it because we eat basa fish at home. It would have been interesting to see what a live basa looked like.

 

 

Village sceneryA walk through a village

 

Village walk

Our little motor boat then took us to shore where we climbed off and headed on a walk through a little village.

Some of the paths we walked along would have been mud streams in the wet season.

We were going to a rattan factory. It was a noisy place with ancient looking machinery.

Ladies crouched over the machinery and toddlers ran willy-nilly amongst the machines. It really was quite worrying to see very young children in such a dangerous place.

 

 

 

Rattan being madeRattan being made

 

Rattan productsFinished rattan products

 

 

 

My view looking forwardMy view from the rickshaw

Rickshaw ride

From the rattan factory we took a rickshaw ride to the silk factory. We were given instructions on how to get into the rickshaws. It was a matter of climbing up a little wooden step, turning around back to front and then sitting your bottom down in the middle of the seat. The seat was not wide so there wasn't much chance of missing the middle part of it. The whole set up didn't seem very stable. The drivers got underway and for safety reasons you sat very still. I wanted to get a photo of Ian who was in the rickshaw behind me but it would have been a perilous exercise to swivel around with the camera in my hand.

I don't know what the speed was in our entourage but it felt very fast travelling along the tarmac roads, Shortly after we were deposited at the silk factory. We each paid our drivers our fares.

 

 

 

The silk factory

By the time I got off my rickshaw I wasn't feeling the best. Zooming around in the heat and humidity with a muzzy head and runny nose was taking its toll on me. I didn't comprehend much in the silk factory. I enjoyed being in the cooller silk shop. The lady in the shop might have noticed I looked unwell because she steered me by the shoulders so that I stood directly under a fan. Yes, that was much better.

Silk cocoonsThe silk cocoons are in the left basket. I've no memory of what the other basket contained and, of course, silk material made at the factory

 

From the silk factory we wandered the short distance back to our motor boats. Back on board the Adventurer we decided to give lunch a miss. We were exhausted and I had my yeuky cold. I'd been drinking masses of water and I felt bloated too. Fortunately there were no excursions that aftenoon anyway because we were cruising on down stream to Sa Dec. We laid down for 5 hours and surfaced ready for dinner.

Later in the lounge we discovered delicious little donuts were available for nibbling. We again drank copious cups of tea during the evening but were in bed early that night.

 

 

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