30 Aug
sometimes I think my mother is insane .. in a good way
In a bad way, she’s insane for going crazy with the shopping in Vietnam. Buying a lot of curtains, and there I was wondering just how many windows do we really have. Then there’s the poles itself to hang the curtains, which I had to carry, and made me look like a terrorist carrying a gun wrapped in newspaper. And did I mention about the 3 boxes and 4 jumbo sized luggages? All in the range of 30-40kgs?
Did I also mention that she stuffed all hand bags with boxes of dried fish, sauce, spice and all that lovely jazz? And then to see the look of the security officer during the security check at the Hong Kong Airport was almost comical.
Mom, you are my idol.
Well, we arrived, despite our weariness, we arrived, in one piece. Thank goodness the customs didn’t open the boxes for a thorough check, cause then I would really get out that pillow mom bought for me, and that blanket she bought at Vietnam and sleep on the counters.
Another note, although slightly relevant to the topic, I bought the book Angels and Demons while I was at the Hong Kong Airport. As much as I love Dan Brown, I do got to admit that his stories are always similar in a way, like a duplicated plot but with minor changes. Nonetheless, it killed time … actually it killed 22 hours (for that was the hours I spent on the airplane).
Now would be a good time for the phrase "guess who’s back, back again. Jenniis back, tell a friend".
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