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Hoi An is a quiet, sleepy town dominated by hundreds of "cloth shops" Contrary to the image this might conjure, these buildings tend to be made of brick and offer a range of tailored clothing to the discerning (and not so discerning) back-packer. We've heard lots of horror stories and far fewer good things, but we've looked around and think that we've found somewhere that might be on the ball, so we're taking the plunge.

For those job interviews which will obviously come thick and fast in Australia, I'm getting a suit with some spare trousers for around 70 dollars. Holly's getting a summer dress suitable for visiting wats and temples (so with covered shoulders) made for about 20. If they're awful, then some lucky charity shop is going to have some new clothing dropped in. :)

Acutally, there's more to do around here, so we're going to hire some bikes and head off to see some of the sights. Apparently, the beach here is better than in Nha Trang (the big beach resort of Vietnam) and there's some interesting ruins to see too, especially in My Son (though many of them were still standing before the US decided to drop a vast amount of high explosives on them) so we'll probably be here another couple of days.