Good Morning Vietnam

Forgive the pun – I had to make it at least once.

After a long travel day yesterday (Phnom Penh, Cambodia –> Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam –> Da Nang, Vietnam then a short drive to Hoi An) we slept in a little and then hit the streets to explore the Ancient City of Hoi An. By the time we headed out, it was already very hot, thank god the hotel has a pool.

We spent the morning wandering around and hit a few of the museums in town (ex. The Pottery Museum) and a few gathering halls/pagodas. By noon we were both starving and headed to the Mermaid Restaurant for some Pho. It was arguably the best Pho I’ve had but the portion size was probably the smallest I’ve seen.

After lunch, we headed to a few of the old houses in town that I can’t remember the names of because they’ve all blended together in my brain. We also went to the Japanese covered bridge and walked down by the river. The highlight of my day was finding a store that sold vintage Vietnamese propaganda posters. I probably bought way too many (they’re postcard sized) but I’m over it. They’ll make cool decorations.

We were both pretty wiped from the heat so we headed back for a nap. On the way we stopped at a tailors beside our hotel. Hoi An is famous for its tailor shops so we figured we’d see what the fuss is all about. While I would love get a suit, I just don’t have the room for it.

After our nap we headed for dinner. We had read about a place called the Secret Garden and decided to try there. The food was excellent (we had beef and betel leaf) and the setting was really quite serene. After dinner, we walked around town to see it all lit up at night. It was really beautiful and reminded me of a town on the French/Italian Riviera.

We stopped at a mini mart for snacks (I’ve probably eaten by body weight in Coconut Oreos over the last 2 days) and Katelyn popped into a tailor to get a dress made. While she was doing that I headed back to the hotel to relax and work on my scrapbook.

I’m thoroughly exhausted, and these hard beds are killing me. As much as I hate to say it – I’m almost ready to come home. Watch me backpedal when I actually start heading  home…

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