Damnoen Sadauk

Tourists are pitched on the romantic concept of a floating market. I came here with my family and together we rented a pricey (even after a lot of haggling) canoe.

It's much like hiring a private driver for an hour. Our canoe paddler takes us up and down the canals for an hour, stopping by shops at our request.

Shop till you float


Old school paddle canoe.

Less romantic motorized canoe.

I'm not one for tourist traps, but this one's fun. It's like you're in a night market where the shops and stand face toward the water. All of the beckoning, the haggling, the deal making, happens on the water.

The goods here are pretty much what you'd expect to find at any other night market. Cheap manufactured goods flood in from China, clothing from all over Asia wherever production's cheapest. The only thing that's truly unique to this place are the printed t-shirts that say "Damnoen Sadauk" on them, which I bought because hey, we dropped 2,000 baht on this, might as well get something to show for it.

Life by the water


I do wonder what these shopkeepers think about when the going's slow. What do they do when there aren't any canoes nearby? Do they run online e-commerce stores on the side? Do they meditate? Read? Daydream?

Expectant.

Attentive.

Disengaged.

Distant.

A few stores have more in the way of free will. These are the stores that actually float, run by vendors that paddle and peddle from a canoe. The people who run them can stalk up and down the canals to find their customers.

"Sip on this!" -"Uh, ok!"

It was from one of these canoes that I bought a hat for TBH 150 or USD 5. Little did I know this hat would accompany me to so many places. I'll have to dedicate an entire post to this hat one of these days. It's been with me to so many places. See if you can spot all of the pictures of this hat I've hidden throughout all of my posts.

Go on, I can use some pageviews.

The lady who sold me my hat.

And her boat.

And me lending the hat to a camel in Jordan.