The Mekong, Seen Over Handlebars

[lsanderson]

By PORTER FOX
Published: July 20, 2008

THE squeaky bridge appeared again off the left shoulder of the dirt road. Cobbled together out of rusty iron bars and splintered lumber, the wooden structure spanned a murky, slow-moving canal, one of thousands that crisscross the Mekong Delta in southern Vietnam. At one end of the bridge, a laminated sign showed gruesome photographs of crocodile victims to discourage passers-by from taking a dip. On the other, a line of mopeds waited their turn to cross the rickety overpass. More