Dawn on the Mekong. The whoop of a black-hooded laughing thrush serves as a wake-up call. Above swaying jungle palms, the first golden light of day seeps into the sky. Upstream, a sampan, bearing a lone fisherman in a conical hat, surrounded by his cargo and caged fighting cocks, glides over the mustard-coloured water.
The river is waking up. Good morning Vietnam.
