The apartment I’m living in has a gym that’s just opened,
and it’s free for 2 weeks so I thought I’d check it out. After walking in, I
started to feel slightly uncomfortable at the woman behind the desks panic
stricken face. I went over, and asked if things were alright to which she
rambled at me, pointed to my bag and feet, and rambled some more. I didn’t
understand her, but apparently she was telling me that I need 2 pairs of shoes.
One for walking TO and FROM the gym, the other for use IN the gym so that the
gym DOES NOT get dirty. WHAT. I’m still really struggling to get my head round
this.
Went to my course mates wedding today. Weddings here are a
lot different; they nail the ceremony in about 25 minutes, smash some pictures
afterwards, and then everyone goes and has a buffet and then pretty much leaves
after eating. Bish bash bosh done in 2 hours. EC. Not even enough time to get
introduced to some hot babes which I was properly miffed about. The groom also
had to wear makeup, which I think made him a little uncomfortable. During the ceremony I looked behind me to see pretty much all my female Asian coursemates balling their eyes out. Oh, and they got a bit camera trigger happy. Just the usual.
First hints of missing the UK came after watching the new
James Bond. Pretty sure the rest of the cinema didn’t get any of the jokes/one
liners as it was pretty much just me laughing throughout. Sigh, Britain…
Started a two man queue with a guy
in the subway toilets. There was one toilet which was free, which he pointed
for me to use, and I think he took great pleasure in my face dropping when I
saw that it was a squat-bog. Not as much pleasure as an old man, just minutes
later, giving me a live demonstration on ‘squat-bog technique’ (clothed, before
your imaginations carry you) and laughing at my reluctance to equally perform. His
technique was sublime though, the stability and the dippage he got on his squat…
just simply marvellous.
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