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Yesterday was a pretty good day overall. I headed over to Wanfang in the morning (with a surprising 10-minute transfer at Guting) to meet up with the choir, as we were going to an old folks' home. One again, I enjoyed a microwaved 7-11 chicken burger (600~ calories, mmm) for breakfast.

Having arrived at our destination, a total lack of organization ensued. People dispersed to visit various floors, but instead of making groups with balanced section representation, people just hung out with their friends, so on the ground level we had 5 tenors & a bass--talk about that full-choir sound :p People could hardly decide what songs to sing, so we just did a lot of our Taiwanese-language ones as it was most people's mother tongue. Eventually we got the whole choir together & went floor to floor doing songs. We got to meet cool people, like, this one guy that was really friendly. We also got to meet random people: lots of toothless old ladies; people who could no longer stand up; and the one guy who couldn't communicate using language, was tied to his chair, and lacked the ability to consume beverages through a straw.

I kind of prefer Berwick for atmosphere & patronage, but I guess it's my responsibility to take care of myself & end up there so as to avoid spending my last days watchingJackie Chan movies on t.v. while being spoonfed by a Phillipinean woman whose English was better than her Chinese. I did meet this one lady from the Phillipines there who was on staff, so we talked a bit. I don't think I would like her job very much. Wealthy families throughout Asia employ part-or-full-time housekeepers, who are usually women from the Phillipines. Some people from my choir, speaking of spoon-feeding, managed to do just that, but unfortunately my heart was about two sizes too small. I think I could spoonfeed a baby, but not an old person.

Aftewards, I made my leisurely way up to Yuanshan MRT (by way of Gongguan), reading a Maclean's magazine as I went. I met up with Scott & together we waited for Claire & the Chens to arrive. The Chens were surprisingly well dressed and we felt underdressed. We went to one of those fancy buffet restaurants where the food is actually good. I had a bunch of japanese stuff, like sushi, sashimi, and whatever. Scott doesn't like sashimi, but I think it's because he can't eat the soy sauce/wasabi mix that ought accompany many japanese foods. mmm... burning

The dragon boat races in themselves were kind of lame. I took pictures but don't feel like uploading them. Instead, here's one from the protest march I went to in March (sorry about redeye):

From left to right: me, a random funny guy we met (drunk?), Anna, Greg, & a guy from Saskatchewan.

Following that Scott & I made our way to Wanfang to play pool with Flora. As she is usually late, the one time we were late she was--of course--on time waiting for us. I got owned a lot, partially due to bad luck (I sunk the 8-ball almost off the break once) & also because Scott & I are of very close skill levels. When we play, only one person can be good (i.e. make anything but the easiest of shots) at a time. So I will be sucking while Scott slams unlikely long ones in or makes impossible angles on the side pocket. But at other times I can make 3 or 4 in a row, tapping them in with perfect weight, making combination shots, playing the cue ball & target ball off multiple walls, etc. But only sometimes. When I can practise at home, I plan on not sucking, but for now I'm still bad.

Today I basically slept, did some pushups, had a shower, ate, and have been on MSN ever since. How exciting. It was raining before but now it's not, so perhaps soon I will buy some stationery or something. How exciting! :P rock on