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Morning view of the bridge in Hoa Binh. The trip
up the stairs is heavy. |
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Cobble stones placed there to protect the river bank from erosion.
Photo ops with the local tourist buerau |
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Official buildings across the
street. Mostly empty. Bustling town. |
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Martin with his Boer T-shirt.
The dam wall in the distance through the haze. |
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Houses on the hill side.
Departing the shote. |
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Fish farm.
Creek coming down. |
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Another fish farm.
They make it with a lot of reefs so the fish are fed. |
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Liberal hypocrite democrat from
Illinois. Giles Scholl. A little water fall. |
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Fish-farm dwellings on the lake.
Abandon house next to the lake. |
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Steep steps up to the
hill top. Martin decided to stay on the ship.
Too old and too fat. |
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Close-up of the dam
wall. Walking across the fish-farm |
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The fish enclosure.
And a lot of rubbish floating around. |
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White cat fish.
This specimen went for a sun tan. |
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This was a massive fish
farm. Another view of the dam. |
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Massive.
June getting ashore. |
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Martin with his evening
beer and in his Korean T-shir. Walking the
plank. |
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Back to our ship.
River shore protection against erosion. |
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Our guides in their
national dresses. Myo and friend from Burma. |
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The chef Huong, made
excellent food. The officers onboard. |
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Martin chef Huong and
crew. Ditto June. |
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All the crew in one
line 19 of them. Same amount as passengers. The
guest trying the local rice wine. |
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Chef Huong has a lot of
tatoos. June with the evening napkin. |
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Martin's napkin before
another lovely meal. |
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