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... was far from done. Scores of youths would spend hours Photoshopping us to perfection: Bleaching our skin porcelain white, copying the gaps between our teeth to make them all perfectly symmetrical, and even going so far as to make our irises completely identical.
Then the photos are all laid out in the album. It is a masterpiece in itself, featuring some pretty choice romantic quotes.
Vietnamese wedding photos are super staged and super generic and totally ...
- UK food - particularly snacks. The West is unrivalled in the quality of snacks available!
- The weather (yes, really)
- Being around English speakers (I'm so lazy!)
- Getting back into my exercise DVD routine
- Clutter-, motorbike- and general rubbish-free pavements
- Ant-, cockroach- and gecko-free buildings!
- Not having a 24/7 construction site ...
... and said they live and work here. We then entered an extremely crowded room of young people sitting on plastic kindergarten chairs listening to John Lennon whilst drinking an arrange of unusual drinks. Passion fruit tea, which is fresh passion fruit, strawberries and green tea served cold, or rice milk mixed with ice, sugar and lime. The place however is most well known for its egg coffee. If you ever go ...
... We both had beef stir fry with Asian greens and rice noodles....plus on the side were some more salad leaves/herbs and we each had a little dipping bowl of this sweet liquid with something thinly sliced in it.....it looked like ginger but it wasn’t....the same thing we had a lunch where you dip or dunk your meal into. It was nice.....but because we each had a plate and didn’t share we were quite full and didn’t want to trek very far, we had a beer out the ...
... After a good many shots of rice wine, we sampled some of their peculiar looking cuisine. It transpired what I’d eaten was bull testicles (not cow testicles as Cleo quite rightly corrected me on). They were surprisingly tasty (before the true source was revealed), whereas after learning the horrid reality I felt a tinge of regret and repulsion. I’ve come along way since my days of being a food Nazi though, as certain readers of my blog will testify.