Things we do for art.

Got my ears pierced. Gah. Now I can't rub my earlobes anymore.

I liked my ears un-holey.

Why? Because the spanish dance company requires me to wear looped earrings. I've complained quite a bit already. Time to bring it online for mass distribution of my complaining.

Strangers passing through

On my way to dinner at Newton Circus, I ran into 2 Japanese girls asking for directions to the same place, so I took them there myself. Turned out to be quite an interesting experience.

They spoke smatterings of English, I spoke no Japanese (as in, literally, zilch). We walked a huge merry-go-round (because I was such a law-abiding citizen and the roads at that spot weren't exactly in the most convenient layout), made a wrong turn and then finally got there.

Once there, we sat down together, ordered stingray and squid rings (okay, the latter was purely my own gluttony at work) before we all ordered our own stuff. We had strange conversations which more or less followed a particular format, whereby I would ask a question, and they would talk between themselves in Japanese about what I meant and what would be the right answer, before they gave me their answer.

Well, what I can gather are: They are on summer vacation; in Singapore for the first time and only for a day; leaving for Istanbul, Turkey later that night on a 13-hour flight.

No names. No contacts. Just three strangers having good food and good fun.