23/12/2006
So we got up at 4 am to catch a Vietnam Airlines flight to Danang airport (our times been cut short and we couldn’t do trains) en route to Hoi An. Everything went smoothly and we arrived early to be greeted by a wanker taxi driver who wouldn’t take us to the destinations that we wanted to go to. We would point to his meter and he was insistent that it didn’t work, so we fired up and found some people who could translate for us and explain things to him. After settling down we strolled down the road for some breakfast (Pho and Caphe Suda) and checked out some shops afterwood.
Hoi An, being the tailoring capital of Vietnam (and renowned around the world) became our one stop shop for suits and suit jackets. I entered some Indochine tailor which was okay, fabrics weren’t bad and was priced at around $US100. I didn’t realise how shit actually were until we did a little research (well, mainly Rosh) and we found Yaly – they were really helpful and did a great job fitting me out.
And that’s how we spent the whole first day, in different tailors figuring out what we were going to buy!
