We woke up at our Phnom Penh hotel at 6:30 in the morning to grey, drizzling skies. What I thought was perfect weather for a covered slow boat ride to Vietnam. The Mekong is one of the world's great rivers and we were both incredibly excited about seeing it. When we pulled up to the bank to board our boat and saw its ocherish, murky waters we could no longer contain ourselves and danced a little jig. We would be the only two passengers on the boat along with the captains, a Cambodian man and his wife.
Our captain. With the slow pace and the sparse, almost non-existent traffic it seemed very practical for him to steer with his feet.
Changing dollars to Vietnamese dong. A million dong equals fifty dollars, so we were instant millionaires.
This part of the river was very wide so we only got a far away glance at life on the Mekong.
I knew we were getting close when I started spotting boats with eyes on them. The Vietnamese paint them on so the boats can find their way home.
After a six hour boat ride and thirty minutes at the border getting our visa stamped; we said goodbye to Cambodia and hello to Vietnam.