Kicking back by the river
Trip Start
Jun 16, 2006
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Trip End
Feb 2007
After rip roaring around the countryside we maintained our pace launching ourselves at tailors and cobblers. Our biker friends dropped us off in Hoi An, a relaxed, arty town beside the river and near the coast. We arrived amongst the festivities of Buddha's birthday. Lanterns lined the buildings, lights in paper baskets were floated in the river and everyone was in town.
First thing in the morning we were in search of the tailors -they are everywhere and therefore not hard to find but we had a recommended one in mind. Basically we've ordered a whole ton of clothes, been measured top to toe, fitted, prodded, exposed in public and come away pretty happy. Its been quite fun with the Vietnamese tailor ladies who have also kept us supplied with water for our stay here. Oh and we also splurged (an oh too familiar word) on some boots -it was an opportunity not to be missed to have boots made to fit around McLay girl calves. Given that Jo's bag already weighed a ton and seams were already strained we've been avoiding even thinking about how to pack and carry our purchases.
There's heaps of beautiful old buildings which you can explore here but we'll save that for when we come back sometime. Instead we've spent our time revisiting a fabulous restaurant beside the river which serves wonderful international dishes -for our birthday Heather ploughed through a rich chocolate tart while Jo demolished a smallish black forest cake. There's a bit of concern that we won't fit our tailored clothes for long.
Despite a few wobbly moments we've discovered how much easier it is to get around on bicycles. Not really knowing the rules at intersections and facing big trucks and swarming motorbikes made it a bit more interesting. It's also takes a bit of navigating to get around those who dawdle on their bikes, those who swing round corners without looking, and through bottlenecks (motorbike width) caused by roadworks. A couple of times we've biked 5km out to the beautiful Cu Dai beach for a much needed swim. We both thought Heather would die of heat stroke as we cycled in temps of 35 degrees. You can imagine how ichy it gets when we bike to the tailors for fittings of our winter clothes... ew!
First thing in the morning we were in search of the tailors -they are everywhere and therefore not hard to find but we had a recommended one in mind. Basically we've ordered a whole ton of clothes, been measured top to toe, fitted, prodded, exposed in public and come away pretty happy. Its been quite fun with the Vietnamese tailor ladies who have also kept us supplied with water for our stay here. Oh and we also splurged (an oh too familiar word) on some boots -it was an opportunity not to be missed to have boots made to fit around McLay girl calves. Given that Jo's bag already weighed a ton and seams were already strained we've been avoiding even thinking about how to pack and carry our purchases.
There's heaps of beautiful old buildings which you can explore here but we'll save that for when we come back sometime. Instead we've spent our time revisiting a fabulous restaurant beside the river which serves wonderful international dishes -for our birthday Heather ploughed through a rich chocolate tart while Jo demolished a smallish black forest cake. There's a bit of concern that we won't fit our tailored clothes for long.
Despite a few wobbly moments we've discovered how much easier it is to get around on bicycles. Not really knowing the rules at intersections and facing big trucks and swarming motorbikes made it a bit more interesting. It's also takes a bit of navigating to get around those who dawdle on their bikes, those who swing round corners without looking, and through bottlenecks (motorbike width) caused by roadworks. A couple of times we've biked 5km out to the beautiful Cu Dai beach for a much needed swim. We both thought Heather would die of heat stroke as we cycled in temps of 35 degrees. You can imagine how ichy it gets when we bike to the tailors for fittings of our winter clothes... ew!

