More pictures!

Here's a set of pictures from my Visa run last month, and then from Saturday's adventure to the Grand Palace.

Friday night we went to the Esplanade, and had sushi buffet. YUM! And then we saw Resident Evil, which was of course full of blood and gore. And not enough Oded Fehr. But good, for a movie based on a shoot-em-up video game.

Saturday night I went to the cultural centre and saw Swan Lake, the Portugese national ballet. It was lovely. The last time I saw Swan Lake, I was IN it. My dance school did it when I was 12- a much more dumbed-down version, of course, but the choreography was basically the same. I got a 600 baht seat, and the program was 150 baht- which I probably didn't need but alas. Nosebleed seats, but still good. :D

Sunday I went on an expedition to Siam. I bought a guitar, so I can now give guitar lessons! It's a lovely guitar, and it sounds good. It was 4400 baht, around $128, and the case was 1500 baht, around 40-something. Expensive case! But it's a hard case, which will come in handy when I have to ship it home! I asked my mom how much we paid for my guitar in 4th grade, and she said around $300. Eek! :D Coming home on the train with a huge guitar case strapped to my back was FUN. :S

Also on the ground floor of Siam Paragon is a gourmet grocery store. I found baking powder, which is impossible to find anywhere else. Baking soda, sure. Not baking powder. There was a lot of food there I was dying to eat- real cheese, for instance. But expensive- I don't need it. Also vanilla. I can cook more things now. I was going to bake cupcakes for this apparent bake sale tomorrow . . . but there's no oven. ANYWHERE. I had heard there was one here at school, but Lea checked and apparently not. It makes me sad that I bought the self-rising flour for NOTHING. Oh well, I'll put it in my pancakes, and maybe it will make them fluffier or something. :D

It's gonna rain soon . . .

First day in primary. There's a reason I don't want to teach primary music. I love little kids, really I do, but I don't think I could teach a lot of them day in and day out. Give me small groups, sure. And this one bunch, it was like they'd regressed into monkeys. They couldn't sit still for 30 seconds.

I'm gonna go write a few emails. And then walk home and make dinner!

Hey Uncle Pat- leave me a message with your email- I can't find it, and I want to write you back sometimes!

And Dad? Way to call me this weekend.