(written 03/08/09, posted 28/09/09)
T and I have decided to leave today but my bus for tonight was full. I book it for the day after to Saigon which is an epic 24 hour trip on another cramped bus. In the meantime T is going to China Beach. A couple of the other travellers on the Halong Bay trip, the lovely K from London and hilarious C from NZ, said it was amazing. As they were completely right about the fantastic food in The Cargo Club in Hoi An I have no reason to think this place won't be great. T has been planning on going there for ages. As it's only one night out of an already late schedule I'm happy to go and it's off the beaten path so I already have lots of excuses.
We go around town collecting the last of our goods. T was so happy with a couple of dresses she already had made she got some more. After window shopping for most of the first day I eventually parted with some cash. This excitement becomes a bit deflated as we pick up our leather boots. Only one out of the four we ordered are any good. Mine look like a gerbil stuck the mismatched soles on using bits of chewed up toilet roll. T's supposedly classy heels look a bit hooker like. We clearly chose the wrong shop and there were some communication problems.
Ladies, let this be a warning to you: go with pictures and a clear idea of what you want and what will look good. If you make it up on the spot you'll be left with some very weird looking shoes! I get a couple of lovely dresses but the shoes have left a sour taste. Time for a sharp exit to China Beach.
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