Saigon River

When the alarm went off at 5:30 this morning and I opened my blinds, what I saw in the mist were the jungly banks of the Saigon river. The pilot was on board around 4:00 this morning for the 4 hour ride up the river. Fishing villages line the waters edge, and fishing boats and trawlers were out barely avoiding getting swamped by our wake. We're about 10 minutes away from port side, now.










Out my porthole at blog's writing.