a tropical paradise in Central Vietnam – beautiful beach, coconut trees growing in rows along the waves, banana trees alongside the road, and a river front with amazing seafood. This is Hoi An. Hoi An has been my favorite place in Vietnam. It stole my heart on my first day of arrival. (On a side note, there are places like Sapa that I haven’t been to yet and might like even more.)
My tour during Hoi An, however, was lackluster. The small town captured my heart with its charm and quaintness but My Son was not nearly as impressive as I hoped. My Son are tombs in the jungle outside of Hoi An. It’s mostly ruins with grass and weeds growing over the former temples and holy structures. I might have enjoyed the trip more if I could understand what my tour guide was describing, but between his bad jokes and awful accent, I couldn’t decipher a meaning. I would definitely buy a tour book and walk through My Son on your own, reading the captions, if any reader is considering making this trip.
After sweating my equivalent in water weight, I made it back to my hotel for a shower, went to pick up the hand-made Asian-style dress from
the one of the millions of seamstress on the streets of Hoi An. Hoi An is a tourist trap, but I’ve been told that many Vietnamese people will come here to vacation as well. It is understandable with the beautiful beach and the crafty villagers. Every other store wants to either sew your clothes, cobble your shoes, or sell hand-crafts of amazing skill. With the beach only a 15 minute bike ride and the river with rows of restaurants for the picking, Hoi An fulfilled my vacation requirements to a T.
Although I would consider my past three months of traveling as vacation/leisure, none of the usual vacation/leisure activities were indulged until I went to Hoi An.