The boat from the floating market took us to an orchid farm. Yes. It’s my sis and I’s heaven. The only sadness I felt is that I couldn’t take it all home with me and that Dad was not there as well. I let E have my camera — I was too absorbed to take photos. The owner of the place is very friendly and he gave Beth and I his time. We both we more interested in plants other than orchids. What are they called? Plants that just want water and air. Beth and I bought about four plants each — and the bill came to 5$. The plants were so well-cared for that they endured five days of being in the car backseat, in a bus, in a plane. . . all the way home to my veranda.