Cigarettes and Magazines... Mmmm

Was stuck in Amsterdam for ages because of an iffy motor on our transitting plane. Laughed with Audrey over everything and anything and bought lots of cheeses and siroopwafelen for my family in the meantime.

Am at my brother's house now. I realise how much I missed everyone while I was gone, now that I'm back. It's so comfortable to be back home eating fish soup and tofu and rice again. It's comforting to taste the familiar ashiness of my mother's tofu, to mess up the painful neatness of our little flat, to hear my parents nagging at me to study and to endure my brother's playful teasing about the metaphysical aspect of stepping on snails. Everything is strangely familiar and life in England seems like a dream I dreamt so long ago.

I slept for ages today because it was raining and I had jet lag. When I woke up my dad was nagging about my sleeping so long, so I said, "Wo2 You3 Jet Lag la!" (I'm suffering from jet lag la!) and my dad said, "Yi1 Zhi4 Shui4 Yi1 Zhi4 Shui4 Hai2 Yao4 Jet!" (You sleep and sleep and still want to Jet?)

I just realised that most probably no one would find that funny but me. Shall get down to some serious Easter homework now :)