Mekong morning

A lazy morning onboard after the rigours of yesterday. The pollution from the market we visited in the afternoon has afflicted several of us with fruity coughs; the ship sounded like a sanatorium this morning. The millions of motor bikes and mopeds I've seen explain why you so often see photos of people here wearing masks - and the farmers add to it all by burning everything. I've seen too great piles of rubbish partially smouldering by the roadside. This is urban Vietnam...