Let's leave the gondolas in Venice and the sampans in Halong Bay.
Let the crowds digest their disappointment in the boat traffic jams.
Let's move away.
Let's go to the central coast.
Here we are on the water near Quy Nhon, 1000 kilometers south of Hanoi and 600 kilometers north of Ho Chi Minh.
The sun sets over the Cù Mông lagoon.
A myriad of floating rafts, where shrimp, lobsters, oysters and mussels are raised, dot the expanse of water that the breeze barely ripples.
A fisherman standing on a round boat throws a net with a wet sound.
The squares evoke giant spider webs.
You could hear a dragonfly flying.
Small battered trawlers, painted blue, red flags flapping in the wind, move out to sea with the air of old hands.
The sky turns the lagoon pink where the moon is soon reflected.
On the way back, we follow a glowing rocky coast which evokes the Esterel massif or some corner of Corsica.
This maritime, discreet, peaceful Vietnam…
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