Back in New Zealand
At the Singapore Airport, I tried to take photos of the guards again, but I was no more successful than last time. They are very heavily armed. hanging from the back of their belt they have a 9″ knife, on their leg they have a pistol, and in their hands they have MP5 sub-machine guns. They appear tough, and walk around in groups of three, eyeballing everyone.
This Westerner’s First Chinese New Year
If manliness is measured by the amount of foreign festivals one has experienced, then last Thursday I became entitled to a bushy lumberjack beard, as this was the first day of Chinese New Year. I’m not going to wear a lumberjack beard though, to Yvonne I’m hairy enough, simply because of my race. A lumberjack beard would be too much, I’ll save it for the future, in case I ever need to “spice things up”.
Igloo
Last post I mentioned that Yvonne and I made an igloo. That statement was true. Our tools were: one bucket and one spade. It took about two hours.
Belly Thunder, The Dictionary of the Gods
Half-way to the subway station, my stomach gave me another warning. I paid heed, and returned to the toilet.
Been Awhile…
I learned yet another way to say “but” – “ä¸è¿‡”. Now I know about 4 ways to say “but”.
