Like in most places, touristy things like tailors and shops don’t open until about 10am in Hoi An. However, like in most cities, the real magic of Hoi An starts far earlier.
Each day, a group of us meet in the hotel lobby at 6am sharp to go for a walk. It’s a chance to explore the streets without being latched onto by friendly sales people wanting to sell us fans and bags (usually made by their sister). It’s also a chance to see the city come to life. The markets are bustling, ferries are packed with people and bikes, and the streets are full of bikes moving in orderly confusion as people go on their daily commute.
This morning we walked around the river to the Japanese bridge where we saw a couple having their wedding photos (taken a few weeks before the wedding). We passed dogs (including one particularly well-fed dog), people sitting having their tea, coffee and breakfast and families getting ready for school. We also had a two year old perform a dragon dance for us.
I wake up at the crack of dawn each day looking forward to seeing what Hoi An has to show me. The exercise is just an incidental benefit.
Which is a very good thing considering how much I have eaten.