This isn't the kind of temperature that gingers thrive in. Stupidly hot. My face has melted all over my t-shirt.
So I'm in Asia now, in Singapore, and everything is all crazy weird: part ubermodern aircon highrise where you can buy Percy Pigs from Marks and Spencer; part bustly thirdworld hubbub where you don't understand anything and drinks contain tapioca pearls.
Travelling with Dan again. Drunken-karaoke-tastic.
Went to the zoo today - it has a rep for being the best zoo in the world. It's probably pretty accurate. Had free-roaming orangutans. And a three metre long fish that i'd not heard of. And performing otters. There's not enough performing otters in zoos nowadays.
Weirdest thing eaten: Crocodile. Dan beat me to the "make it snappy" joke. I was disgusted at myself.
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I've not commented too much on current affairs and the like while I've been travelling (mainly because I don't hear about it for a week or so) but just heard about a celebrity death that took me a bit by surprise. Calling Swells an inspiration is probably overdoing it somewhat, but, you know, what a writer - if only I was that good. Rant in Peace.
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