Join the Dots

Today we had Sushi from a conveyor belt in a shopping centre. I should stop right there. Now why do people think that is normal? But hey, it works; you grab it, you try to identify it, you eat it and they coin it. No, I’m being unfair, actually it was generally easy to identify. And the 50% off voucher made it as light on the pocket as on the stomach (there, I’ve compensated for the highly digestible food with a nausea-inducing “joke”).

But the fun doesn’t stop there, ho, ho. Not in our life… we also met an Italian and a lesbian, put up a chandelier and walked six miles.