wouldn't you think that after haggling prices with folks just a mere 27 hours ago that i would understand that having 50 ringgits is not the same as 50usd?
after a mediocre practice session, that gave me the opportunity to almost finish "from ghetto to glory: the story of bob gibson" during a break, i decided it was time to buy some food to save some money. that reason but also to have something in the cabinets for a late night snack. i meandered to the first floor of the mall where there is a small grocery store that is a bit overpriced but convenient to find just the items i was looking for; pasta, pasta sauce, bread, pb, j, honey, and, of course, chocolate cookies.
waiting patiently in line, i began to wonder the cost for all of these items. sure enough, i was way over the amount i had in my pocket on the only evening i didn't have a credit card. also, as i am sure you would have guessed, the items i came away with did not only exclude chocolate but also excluded any two items that would make a meal. the bag contained pasta sauce, pb, j, and honey. awesome...
to finish of the humbling evening, i tripped right in front of folks and forgot that cars drive on the opposite sides of the road than they do in america. about the cars, though, tonight wasn't the first bit of confusion. i have almost been hit by a motorbike more times that i can count simply because i can't remember which direction they come from.
just a couple more notes about my day and i will let you go on your merry way!
i woke up. i warmed up. i played quintets (4 trombones and a tuba) and worked through "night on bald mountain" and "pictures at an exhibition" with the section for this weekend's concerts. what a treat! playing is wonderful, but playing with really great players and musicians is always such a joy. the meal today was vietnameese pan, a bowl of chicken, veggies, crushed peanuts, and noodles that had a sauce to pour over it all. to wash it all down was a glass of watermelon juice. i then came back to chat with the lovely emily just before she went to bed. what happened next is pretty chill. i finished hoosiers, watched the recent episode of 24, read, tried to sleep but failed, and left to go practice, which brings us full circle to the beginning of this blog.
fyi. emily will be stepping on malaysian soil in about 3 days and 14 hours. i believe that explains my listening to michael bublé's "everything," being cheesy, and almost being hit by motorbikes more regularly lately.
have a wonderful day!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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The first time I experienced "left-hand-drive" shock was when I visited my parents while I was in college and they were living in South Africa. When my dad picked me up on the a little airport in George RSA (on the Indian Ocean) it felt harmless enough, but when he started going 140kph on narrow two lane roads with livestock and women with baskets and jugs of water on their heads walking along the shoulder and oncoming traffic going just as fast was quite a shock! I had to close my eyes for a while! :o)
ReplyDeleteDude, I'm glad you didn't get hit by a car: it sucks!! I hope you and Ms. Emily have a great time together. Bublé ain't bad at all, though.
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