I am sure that there are several links of the food chain that I do not want to know about. But this market, situated in the far southern town of Rach Gia (kinda pronounced Rock yaah), is an absolute hoot! Its called the 'Old Market' and certainly has a lot more character and excitement than the New Market.
The market is situated along the river, and the boats pull up to the dock to unload their produce. The men drive the boats and I reckon the women do just about everything else from there!
Wonderful wooden boats...
...carrying an amazing range of vegetables. (The meats were more disturbing than amazing, so I haven't posted those shots.)
I may not be wild about spring onions, but somehow this image makes me want to dive in and get amongst it all!
And for those of you that recall my 'Boy in Pot' shot, this is the second in the series - 'Boy in Bucket'. A few differences from the 1988 version, but importantly, this boy is not my son - promise!
I spent two days in this province and honestly did not see another westerner, except for the two colleagues I was with. Roaming through the market on my own for an hour or so was just a terrific experience. Everyone said hello, smiled...or at least stared. Many wanted me to sit or take their picture. Proud mothers with their children were my favourite, but it was all good. You need to watch your step, unless you want to end up in a bucket of eels or a table of livers.
And the smells of the market - guess you'll just have to come down to Rach Gia and find out!
PS - these are very clickable photos.
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