How It's Done
Phong Nha Pan
I've gone back to lurk in the location with a long lens as the day draws to a close. I would normally say ‘furtively’, but there's no prospect of being inconspicuous this evening; foreigners soon become the centre of attention here, well off the beaten track in Quáº£ng Bình Province. But that's OK, it’s all part of the joy of being in rural Vietnam, and it’s a tranquil, peaceful place to linger and just watch the world go by, waving to the occasional passing cyclist. From out on the flat flood plain, the locals are starting to head in after a long working day ploughing and tilling, often up to their knees in the soft, gooey mud of the rice paddies. It's now Phong Nha's drive time, as bicycles, motorbikes, buffalo and weary feet wheel or plod home.
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