The urban sprawl ended abruptly and the Mekong began. Pearly white gravestone standing like teeth in the dense green rice, multicolored pagodas with rooftop dragons clawing at a cloudless blue sky, and her flocks of motley ducks flowing like quicksilver from one paddy to the next. Trail - three weeks cycling from village to village, learning the language, the customs, and getting the know the people. Bring a map. Flat and soggy, like a pancake with too much syrup on it.
Bridges are the tallest things in the Delta.
Many miles inland you can still see the tidal effects on the narrow canals. White gravestones in green paddy. Crocodiles in the estuaries down south. Clam diggers in the delta mudflats. More varieties of boats than you can possibly imagine.