There was a definite fairytale element to my evening last night.
1. A Broken Mirror:
Last night started with breaking a mirror. Now if I was in Australia that would be bad luck, but I have checked with the locals - and in China (& HK) it is not considered bad luck. (Except if you break a mirror during Chinese New Yr!). Oh and by the way the mirror broke while I was tidying up my room. Proving that tidying is bad and evil ;)
2. The Handsome Prince:
OK I don't actually know that he's a prince, but he is bloody hot. I finally ran into my neighbour again (about bloody time). WOW!!
I was taking the lift down to meet Kitty and he was waiting for the lift. Aaah what a lovely vista to see when the lift opened - soooo HOT! Oh and the bonus is that Kitty saw him too, and she agrees he is gorgeous. It also means that he wasn't just a figment of my imagination - which is comforting ;)
3. The Frog:
Ended up out with the sundress teachers which was amusing as always, but I was a bit too sober, and not up for a huge night. As always seem to happen at Little Buddha (a pub) I met people I know. I ended up finishing the night off with Rita and her 2 friends (a lovely aussie girl and local guy). Yes I piked out early but I'm out with Scottish Mandy tonight, so it's sure to be a big one. [Oh and I bloody woke up early!! New plan for the day, tidy & wash flat. Massage after lunch then nap, then out with Mandy - hopefully the massage will inspire napping.]
I left Rita and the others at the pub and walked up the hill to my flat. As per normal I was wearing my havaianas (thongs/flip flops) and stalking up the hill. (It does seem like bigger hill than I remember since returning from Aus)
I do this walk regularly but generally I'm a lot drunker. Last night I was able to watch the cockroaches threading around me as I walked home. It was halfway up the hill that I had thoughts about wearing enclosed shoes around hong kong, instead of thongs. I managed to get to my block without getting too close to a cockroach, only to find a frog sitting outside my building. Seriously - a frog! In the middle of smog filled Hong Kong there was a frog waiting for me. What is the deal!?!? Why is there a frog in Hong Kong. Why near me??? So I stood in the driveway at 1am, outside the gate (and the frog) screaming "How can there be a bloody frog in the middle of hong kong???" and then I waited for someone to walk by and assist. No one turned up, so I managed to push the gate open, and very maturely run across to the building (without jumping on the frog, or it jumping on me).
I got back into my flat, stripped off my jeans to make sure there was no hidden frogs or cockroaches - and then called Jen to share my tale of adventure (or stupidity). BTW ppl Jen resigned, I'm trying to get her to meet me in london!!
So no fairytale ending - but I'll let you know if there's one on the horizon ;)
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5 comments:
sounds like a fun night!
Nat you're too FUNNY! hahah.. you crack me up everytime. BTW, I love that top you had on last night!
hey amy - gotta love zara! my new fav store!
He would be too damn hot to turn into a frog!
...and hat about pretending being drunk and knock on his door? :P
~kitty
The question is, why were you so afraid of a frog?
I found one in a toilet in Queensland once. It had clearly decided that the toilet bowl was a great compromise between wanting to be near water and not wanting to be vulnerable to predators. Gave me a bit of a fright though.
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