02.08.2010 87 °F
I've spent almost every single day in China being the most frugal spend-a-tron you could imagine, talking myself out of things that I probably need in order to keep to my bottom line, which usually tends to be around 0. Well, things changed drastically last Friday while chatting with my friend Elysia online, discovering she was going to be in Singapore for the weekend, and impulse-buying a ticket to meet up with her there. I've never purchased something as concrete as a plane ticket with such speed and aplomb. The regret that has been built up after years of denied ice cream cones and cool (and useful) gadgets almost caused me to cancel the ticket, but fortunately for strict airline policies and a struggling economy, I had managed to purchase a non-refundable, unchangeable ticket. Lucky me.
It actually might turn out to be one of the smartest buys I've made in a long time, as I've forgotten what humans look like. Unbeknownst to most Westerners, Asian robots are so life-like that they can often be mistaken for humans. Apart from the human Asians that inhabit take-out restaurants in outcroppings of San Fransisco, Washington, D.C. and New York City, all Asians in China are robots. I feel like Rick Deckard amongst a sea of artificially made life forms.
[i]Side note: I have no idea where I was going with the above paragraph and got distracted and lost my train of thought. I will now proceed to establish some coherency in this post. Please also forgive my subsequent failure.
This weekend was quite relaxing as I was able to catch up on some sleep, do a bit of swimming, a bit of eating...I finally got to see 'Inception' this weekend, and let me tell you, it was worth the wait. It was such an enjoyable experience for both my eyes and my brain, while the seats were an enjoyable experience for my posterior. Win-win-win. Afterwards I filled up on dumplings and other Chinese goodies before dousing it in frozen yogurt and fresh fruit. It was as if there was a culinary battle zone in my stomach with lopped off strawberries and chunks of meat strewn across the stomach lining. Saved only by the necessity to walk back and catch a ferry back to my apartment, my food coma didn't hit until I made it back to my couch, and boy, did it hit HARD.
So that's it for my past week's "adventures" in Hong Kong. I like how my updates are now relegated to what happens on the weekends with the main topic usually centered around food. I mean, with subject materiel like that, how could this blog not be the most fascinating work of literature put to a web page? I mean, really?! It's chock full of alliteration and hyperboles and metaphorificationess. You want a study in the wonders of what the English language can create? Look know further then hear.
Eagerly awaiting reporting my next food-centric weekend experiences...........FROM SINGAPORE,