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Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Berry's SEAJ trip Day 42: Seeing Red (7/17/15)
Slept in a bit and decided that being in SEA I should get something made. I meet up with Alys for lunch and then we head to some tailors (I would never do this alone as I have learned over the years I cannot be trusted buying clothes without a stylish eye with me).
Get to Ambassador Fashions and the guy comes and starts showing us different swatches of cloths and trusting Alys' judgment, order a red blazer to be made. After he gets my measurements, we head over to green bamboo to get a massage but they have a wait, so we make appointments for later and walk around. We are walking down this alley and stop at a place with about 10 people in it and the longer we sit there, the more peculiar this place is to me; all the patrons are older white expats drinking a bit, and all the servers are pretty local ladies sitting and chatting with the guys as they check on the other tables. My guess was that this restaurant had something else going on other than the food/drink service. I brought this up with Alys and she had similar thoughts. After we get out of there, we head back to get our massages and I get an oil massage, which is more my speed. It was pretty good and definitely what I expect when I go to get a massage. After this massage, we head back to the tailor for a first fitting where he drapes a vest over me to get a feel of how it fits to see what needs to be adjusting and what not. The weird thing is the cloth looked black to me when he put it on; but they both say its red so I go with it. We leave and she goes to a boxing match and I head back to my hostel where I run into Ryan, so we chat for a bit. We decide to go grab some dinner and check out the jazz coop. So after grabbing some grub at the south gate food area, we get up to the jazz place which had the same flutist as last night playing with other people. Second band was jazz music with vocals. They really do a great job at this place. After they finished we went back to our hostel for the night.
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