After five years working in London, I decided it was time to move back to Los Angeles, but not before taking a year off to see the world. I gave up my great job with Lehman Brothers in Administration and a fantastic flat (and roommate) I’d lived in for over three years, packed up all my belongings into some 60 cubic feet of boxes and said farewell to the wonderful friends I made in London. Before setting off for Asia, I spent seven weeks in the States including a weekend getaway in Chicago with my best friends from high school, corrective eye surgery in Philadelphia, Aud and Rob’s wedding in Bermuda, 13 days in Israel on Birthright (with a side trip to Petra) and time in quiet Oak Park with my parents and sister. Then, on July 18, 2010 at 1am, with only 13 kilograms in my 50L backpack and a small shoulder bag, I boarded a flight to Singapore. The goal of my adventure is not one of self-discovery or mending a broken heart but a journey of true desire to explore the world, experience new cultures, taste various cuisines, explore beautiful wildernesses, meet local people, and maybe learn some Spanish along the way. What lies below are my stories (or more of a daily recount of events) from the road.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

A bit of a shopping spree

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Spent too much money today.  I mean, not really for what I’m getting, but I hadn’t anticipated wanting to buy so much in Hoi An.  Everyone told me they have excellent tailors and I kept saying I wasn’t interested in shopping and that maybe I’d get one dress.  It was raining when I woke up, so I took my time getting out of the hotel.  My plan was to find a tailor for a dress, when I happened upon Kimmy’s, a tailor shop which had been recommended to me.  I thought I’d better check it out.

Originally, I designed a black coat and wanted to have some dresses made but couldn’t make up my mind.  So I left it at the coat before the woman talked me into visiting her friends shoe shop.  I actually have a problem finding shoes that fit because my feet are narrow, so I thought it might be a good idea to have dress shoes made.  The women weren’t satisfied with my one pair purchase, but I called it a day.

I went to Old Town to do the walk in Lonely Planet umbrella in hand.  Saw the tiny, but famous Japanese bridge (first built in the 1590s) and strolled along the west part of town trough the old streets.  Chose to have a pizza lunch at Good Morning Vietnam – tasted like Italy.  As I continued wandering I started thinking about other items I could have made.  So I went back to Kimmy’s.  Next thing I knew I’d ordered another coat (shorter and red), two dresses (one for work in gray and one dressy in blue), and two blouses.  When they start measuring every inch of your body you know its serious and the stuff is really going to fit you.  I try it all on tomorrow, so hopefully it looks good.  Maybe I’ll end up picking out a few cotton dresses as well since I’m shipping it all home anyway.  Oh man, you really can go crazy in this place; I can see how people stay here for a week.  They can copy any design or make clothing/shoes just as you want.  Pretty amazing stuff.  I only wish I had done some research before so that I had better ideas of what I wanted.

Japanese Bridge
After spending some down-time at the hotel, I ventured out in the rain for dinner.  I noticed two women from the hotel walking in front of me, so I caught up and introduced myself to Annette and Vicki.   We decided to have dinner together at Café des Amis, the place recommended by Greg and Faun, but they needed to pick up some stuff they bought first.  Well, the skirt one woman bought was really cute, so I ended up ordering two skirts for myself.  The quality didn’t seem as good as Kimmy’s but I figured at 10 bucks a pop I couldn’t go wrong.  We finally made it to Café des Amis for dinner and selected the seafood menu (changes every day and you just chose seafood, meat or vegetable).  Came with five dishes in total: white rose, crab soup, calamari and vegetable dish, fish dish and crème caramel.  Everything excellent but too much food; it was a good thing we only got two menus, not three.  We walked over to the bridge for some pictures and a cute Asian girl asked to be in a picture with me (I think that's 10 times since I've been travelling).  Didn’t get back until after 10pm. Sat in the lobby and a strange guy staying at the hotel started talking to me before I told him I needed to go to bed.  
Dinner at Cafe des Amis

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