What a nice condo. Water's such a major feature in this, and everyone knows that it's good fengshui to have nice fountains and ponds and things. (thanks for the tripod, chin)
And even better fengshui to get a shower of good fortune!
And yea here's a completely irrelevant picture of a bird's nest. isn't it fun to have unlimited film?
Chin's BBQ last night was actually pretty well done (no pun intended) with the food actually tasting pretty nice, which is an improvement from "food tasting edible" which was an improvement from "food looking edible" which was yet another improvement from "we actually got the fire started". I suppose this time it's better coz we didn't start the fire, it was always burnin' since the world's been tur.....er, since we got there.
As is customary with parties in the vicinity of a pool, even if it's not exactly within sight, Chin was poised for a wet goodbye, in what must've been one of the largest pool-dunking conspiracies ever. What a pity then, that as we were making our way away from the BBQ pits, the security guard came and said, rather enigmatically "there is no pool." Well i suppose it's all a figment of our imagination, aye?
So after walking around a bit while carrying a very-large and very-heavy chin, we find the pool, and then said security guard appears again to tell us that there's no swimming after 10pm. Which, i suppose, we had to concede, since it was 10:02pm. He must've been a lawyer in his past life or something. Sheeeesh.
So Chin got wet anyway, but in a less fun and less satisfying way. So much for organised anarchy. Why do we always end up getting scolded wherever we go? hmmmph.
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