While strolling through the old street, I stumbled upon a handmade soap workshop. The craftsman used locally sourced plant oils to make the soap, and you could choose your favorite floral scent. They even embossed a custom pattern on it for you. The price was cheaper than the trendy soaps online, yet the craftsman put a lot of care into it. While waiting for the soap to be finished, I could watch the craftsman stir the soap, the slow, deliberate process filled with the warmth of handmade work. I bought a bar to take home, and every time I washed my hands, I could smell the subtle herbal fragrance, which was much more pleasant than mass-produced chemical soaps. Each time I used it, I was reminded of the leisurely time I spent strolling through the old street, making it far more meaningful than buying bulk souvenirs.