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With our "night" bus to Hanoi from Hoi An not leaving until 1:30 in the afternoon yesterday, Craig and I took the morning to finish exploring the quiet, but charming city of Hoi An. The more we walked around, the more I felt like I was in some sort of Disneyland theme park old city set up to make tourists feel like they're traveling, or some sort of movie set. Everyone there seems to crafting and/or selling beautiful goods, and while we didn't actually go inside of the old town, the view from the outside, and the touristy market, felt a bit surreal. We stopped for a cold soda at a riverfront local's restaurant before collecting Craig's jeans from their last shot at being altered.
Finally on the bus, Craig and I shared a two "seater" that was reclined enough to sleep in, and while it wasn't as "luxury" as the last night bus we were on, I found this one to be more comfortable, expecially with space below the seats to store bags instead of at our feet.
In the meantime, Craig figured out how to change the settings on the computers in the lobby so we could access facebook, as Vietnam's government for some reason doesn't approve of this site, and has it blocked, unless you can't find loopholes to get around it, of course. Once finally showered, we booked a three day tour of Halong Bay that's to leave tomorrow, and spent the rest of day walking around, then frantically trying to find the cheapest way to get Craig to Kuala Lampur by the 30th, as he's just about out of money.
After a burger that oddly reminded me of my mom's meatloaf, we headed to see the famous water puppet show that Vietnam's known for. I actually really enjoyed it, and feel like I learned a bit about the culture here through fishing, festivals, dancing, and music being acted out and played. The show gave of the impression that the Vietnamese are very traditional people, but playful at the same time. After the show, we packed up our day packs for the next few days, then headed off to find coffee and a beer, the latter of which we found for only 6,000 Dong a pop at a local's hangout, where we were invited over to a table by a friendly Vietnamese guy and a pretty drunk Swiss guy who lives in Hanoi at the moment.
He wasn't shy in telling me that my shorts were only okay to wear since I'm white, but if I was Vietnamese, I'd have men asking me, 'How much?' Suddenly a bit self conscious and defensive of my attire which I didn't feel was entirely too short, I didn't much appreciate this comment, but took it with a grain of salt-I usually try to wear skirts down to my knees out of respect, but there comes a point where a different clothing option needs to be used! Nonetheless, we had a great time chatting with these two, and I'm looking forward to seeing Halong Bay tomorrow!