In addition to the custom clothes, Molly and I found a tiny shop near the hotel where we picked up some light sweaters and cardigans as well as a pair of jeans for her. There's no way I'd fit in a pair of skinny jeans in Asia. The largest size in the store was 29, and 29 here is not a 29 at home!!!
Between shopping outings we always managed to find a good meal. The one at a chic riverside restaurant was probably my favourite. We had simple local sandwiches, Hoi An's special Cao Lao noodles with pork, veggies and herbs, Pho, plus fresh mint and strawberry tea. We topped it of with freshly made ice cream and tempura fried bananas. YUM. It was our second visit here, and we were all very happy to have gone back.
The little circular fishing boats came in and out amongst the swimmers. Tourism and real life seem to work well side-by-side in Hoi An. I'll miss this city when we leave for Hanoi tomorrow.