Me: "Me too. How can people hate Vietnam?"
Julia: "Absolutely no idea."
Me: "It's like a magical mystery land."
Julia: "Seriously! Sapa's one of the most incredible places I've ever been."
Me: "Hoi An is Candyland for grownups."
Julia: "Seriously man, this is amazing."
This convo went down after two hours of poking around dozens of tailor shops in Hoi An, a UNESCO World Heritage city half way down the coast of Vietnam. We arrived a couple days ago after two consecutive nights on trains from Sapa in the northern mountains.
My only experience with tailors was the brief stint I had working at StitchIt where I pinned pants. However, StitchIt and the Hoi An tailors are a world apart. Here, you can walk into any of 500 tailors and order anything. Any style, any size, any color, any material etc. etc. etc. Upon realizing this incredible opportunity both Julia and I felt incredibly giddy and really quite overwhelmed with possibilities. So we took a coffee break which probably didn't help too much given the potency and high sugar content of Vietnamese coffee.
One of the many cafés I visited in Hoi An.
After a few days of mulling over my options, sussing out various tailor shops and narrowing my (originally very long wish list) today is the day to shop. Julia has continued south early. I'll meet up with her again early next week. But she's left me dangerously unsupervised in Candyland.
*meaning really, really happy, not drugs Mor.
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