Hoi An: Day Two

Don and I got up this morning, looked at each other, and knew, “It’s time to make our things smell better.” So we walked our laundry across the street, down an alley, and into the home of a woman who gave it back to us later that afternoon freshly pressed and smelling sweet (price: $4.00). We spent the rest of today meandering, swooning over lunch, and finding our way back to our dress shop, so that we could try on our new clothes and re-calibrate our custom order.

We all want to be like Buddha, but Don’s definitely got the upper hand.

2 thoughts on “Hoi An: Day Two”

  1. Yep, no question about it, when I think of Donny, the Buddha comes straight to mind. πŸ™πŸ˜Š

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