So last night I was talking to some Vietnamese hookers. (Man, I always wanted to start out a blog saying that) Nice girls once you get to know them! How do you do that then? Well I just said "Got any luck tonight?" Seemed like I found the off-switch for their bullshit.
Then I like to watch them realize that their acting skills aren't quite oscar worthy yet. By the way I'm watching the oscars as I'm writing this. It's now almost 1am here in Singapore. I arrived yesterday and I finally start working again tomorrow. Luckily I had today to explore the city with my colleague.
Then I like to watch them realize that their acting skills aren't quite oscar worthy yet. By the way I'm watching the oscars as I'm writing this. It's now almost 1am here in Singapore. I arrived yesterday and I finally start working again tomorrow. Luckily I had today to explore the city with my colleague.
This morning I got really hungry after slacking off lying in bed the whole time, so I went out in search for food. On this quest I suddenly heard some dude calling me. Holy crap! It was Aman the holy yogiman from India. He started out by telling me my face was very lucky. Whatever the fudge that means. I will become 83 years old and if I ever start a business, it will work out great for me. That's awesome. Then he did a magic trick and asked me for money. Yeah, didn't see that coming. He did very cunningly rephrase it as "supporting him on his journey". I guess he spent all his savings already on that fancy silk shirt. But I was a rock, I was all like "you suck, yogi bastard" and punched him square in the balls. Okay, that's a lie. But still!
Reminds me of those big African guys in the city centre, collecting change for poor students and looking like they could hurt me at the same time. Bad combination. I always gave money and died a little inside afterwards. That time's over, I'm a man now!
I like Singapore. I like that everyone is your uncle or auntie, even when they're not. I like that when you ask for a crab, you simply get a huge ugly crab, with spices that can kill an elephant. I like that it's full of trees and pretty buildings, and it's always t-shirt-and-maybe-poncho weather. I like that every cabdriver has been in Antwerp and loves diamonds. I like that when I don't want a drink I get thousands of free ice waters. It's these things that separate a new country from the ones you know. Things like the locks turning the wrong way or the trafic lights blinking before they turn red. So far my first experience outside of Europe is a good one.
I know I should introduce this little blog, but I'll do that tomorrow.
Reminds me of those big African guys in the city centre, collecting change for poor students and looking like they could hurt me at the same time. Bad combination. I always gave money and died a little inside afterwards. That time's over, I'm a man now!
I like Singapore. I like that everyone is your uncle or auntie, even when they're not. I like that when you ask for a crab, you simply get a huge ugly crab, with spices that can kill an elephant. I like that it's full of trees and pretty buildings, and it's always t-shirt-and-maybe-poncho weather. I like that every cabdriver has been in Antwerp and loves diamonds. I like that when I don't want a drink I get thousands of free ice waters. It's these things that separate a new country from the ones you know. Things like the locks turning the wrong way or the trafic lights blinking before they turn red. So far my first experience outside of Europe is a good one.
I know I should introduce this little blog, but I'll do that tomorrow.
Geen opmerkingen:
Een reactie posten