We left HCM City early in the morning and headed towards the Mekong Delta - the rice bowl of Vietnam. The journey was largely uneventful, our bus was full of multi-national travellers and we drove through countryside that was changing in nature as we moved west. The fields had become very green and sunken Paddy fields along with raised houses became the common feature. Occasionally, we stopped and spent time in local villages looking at their particular craft - making rice paper, coconut candies or ceramics always the people were very friendly and never seemed to take offence at refusal to buy. We ventured on boats into "eco forest" areas, paddling through swamp like jungle wildlife, mainly birds. We finally stopped in a place called Can Tho and visited the floating market - Slightly disappointing in that it was largely wholesale and did not quite match our vision. The last night of this trip, we stayed in Chau Doc, separated from our fellow travellers who had returned to HCMC or headed elsewhere. Chau Doc was a border town and had all the "wildness" that implies - We travelled largely in a wheelbarrow, towed by a bike - It might catch on for drunken returns from Earlsdon. Early the next morning, with the dawn light breaking, we boarded a Vietnamese boat and concealed among 23 Italian nationals, we slipped quietly out of Vietnam and into Cambodia.