Diggity Do ...
I'm digging a hole, a very deep one.
It's the cheapest way to get to China, I think.
I love to travel, but I never knew it would be quite such a dirty undertaking.
I'm even not sure why I want to go to China. I don't like sushi, and I abhor rice. I do like Chinese buffets, but only the all-you-can-eat variety. I don't drink sake. I am unimpressed by Geishas. I have no interest in walking the great wall. I'm sure it's impressive. So is the Eiffel Tower, but I didn't climb its 1665 stairs when I was in Paris.
I'm not really much of a tourist. I don't carry a backpack or have Canadian flag patches sewn to everything I own. I prefer to be invisible. I realise that when I get to China remaining invisible may be a difficult feat. I'll need a shower, and after the layers of mud melt away, I guess no one there will mistake me for a local. Pity. I was hoping to get some real bargains from the street vendors.
All this has me thinking of fortune cookies.
It's a cool idea to have your future written up inside a cookie. I never acquired a taste for the cookie part, I'm afraid, but I must say I like to read the little scrolls of paper inside. The best one I ever got said: “Your future awaits you.” I thought that was pretty profound. Not helpful, but profound.
It might have read: "Your past awaits you." That would have been even more profound, I think, but it would have seemed ludicrous to the supervisor in the Chinese Fortune Cookie plant, and the poor soul who made it up would have surely lost his/her job. After all, people don't want to be freaked out after a bout with lemon chicken, chop suey, and chow mien. Mostly, they just want to go home and sleep.
Well, back to digging. I've still a long ways to go.
I'm digging a hole, a very deep one.
It's the cheapest way to get to China, I think.
I love to travel, but I never knew it would be quite such a dirty undertaking.
I'm even not sure why I want to go to China. I don't like sushi, and I abhor rice. I do like Chinese buffets, but only the all-you-can-eat variety. I don't drink sake. I am unimpressed by Geishas. I have no interest in walking the great wall. I'm sure it's impressive. So is the Eiffel Tower, but I didn't climb its 1665 stairs when I was in Paris.
I'm not really much of a tourist. I don't carry a backpack or have Canadian flag patches sewn to everything I own. I prefer to be invisible. I realise that when I get to China remaining invisible may be a difficult feat. I'll need a shower, and after the layers of mud melt away, I guess no one there will mistake me for a local. Pity. I was hoping to get some real bargains from the street vendors.
All this has me thinking of fortune cookies.
It's a cool idea to have your future written up inside a cookie. I never acquired a taste for the cookie part, I'm afraid, but I must say I like to read the little scrolls of paper inside. The best one I ever got said: “Your future awaits you.” I thought that was pretty profound. Not helpful, but profound.
It might have read: "Your past awaits you." That would have been even more profound, I think, but it would have seemed ludicrous to the supervisor in the Chinese Fortune Cookie plant, and the poor soul who made it up would have surely lost his/her job. After all, people don't want to be freaked out after a bout with lemon chicken, chop suey, and chow mien. Mostly, they just want to go home and sleep.
Well, back to digging. I've still a long ways to go.
