Yesterday was our last day in Hoi An. Today we still go to the beach around 7 pm but tonight we get on the bus through Nha Trang to Dalat to go.
High time yesterday so all garments ordered to pick up and the last thorough inspection. We had two appointments are. At 10:00 in the "shop" for a suit for us both, and at 14:00 at Bich me (popularly Bitch in me though it really is a treasure of a woman).
The night before I had slept very badly and wanted to make some adjustments to a dress ordered so quickly along Bich Me, where she said it was no problem and that he would be ready by noon. On to the store for the suits then. Michiels suit had already approved the night before, but my jacket was not shortened and pulled over and was not entirely to my satisfaction.
Had arrived at the store the first suit remains to be met and the great strides could begin. The pants still pulled at my crotch and had a sort of 'bag' to fold my knees. This was according to Mi (the saleswoman) because I have a (small) butt me. Then the jacket. There were folds under the collar with my boesem and also on my back he went bad. The pink lines in the suit were not equal and if some things. Now she told me coolly that because I had a bosom he drew what my okstels and that it was normal that the jacket on my back by my shoulders crumpled / wrinkled was. In other words ... the jacket that was wrong was me and my body shape. Then I was pissed. Everything we do at Me Bich had ordered was good, maybe not immediately, but eventually it fit perfectly and there was no bullshit about my ass or breasts. After much urging and that Michael had to show how the substance should sit better we went away with the message that would have fixed it in 45 minutes.
Moments later came back was it a little better but the shoulders were now creases and wrinkles and other things had not changed (note that we have them vertelk that same day we were leaving and eht was the 4th time passes). Of course it was back to my body shape where I reageerrde witty. I mean I can buy a suit in the Netherlands that is not fluent, so I wanted to do it right here and they tell you blandly that it can not, nonsense.
The solution was now that we went along to the studio where the seamstresses were there to show what was wrong. Very embarrassing, arrived there were not women but men, and there was on all sides which pulled me in Vietnamese remarks were made by the whole group laugh.
The message was about an hour to come back. We are just out to lunch because it was already 12:00 (the idea to go to the beach but we were sailing). At lunch I was quite glum and the female of the restaurant asked what was wrong. I told him about the suit and the case where we made for them. They regaeerde oh with the case in this or that street ... yes, that's a bad thing with poor quality.
Anyway, we're back with our head: if it is not good, we take the whole pack anymore. There was no mirror Michael looked so critical, things still were not finished. I just wanted to see the lining to see how those inside. It was anyway not as neat as the men's suits but the lining was hanging almost under the jacket. At that time, said Michael, now it is enough, this is not and we can take it no more. Back to the store where Michael managed to only pay for his suit. We have not a penny paid for my suit.
Meanwhile it was already time for the appointment Bich Me. There were a few little things ... but that was no problem. One dress was not finished so we get some time in the swimming pool before we went back. Allles fit, Michiels suits were beautiful, the shorts were as he wished. My dresses are to fall in love. Instead of everything to take to attract and we (and that made me a little pain) to the post office went to the post to do. Total of just over 8 pounds and 22 euros schippen we now 2-3 months to the Netherlands. That was the pick of my heart ...
