With Pork Throat
Bumbling through Hong Kong.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
At last
Our luggage was delivered yesterday by a small sweaty man who burst in the door, dropped the bags, yelled "TOILET?!" and then disappeared into our bathroom for ten minutes. But at least now I have clean underwear.
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