Originally the diary of 4 months spent in Antarctica working as a documentary film sound recordist, this blog has evolved into an online repository for the thoughts, travels and trivia of the writer Richard Fleming. For McMurdo Station, Antarctica, and polar exploration, see August through December of '06. Currently you are likely to find in these pages chronicles of my actual and literary meanderings, as well as notes on my many other passions. Also, did I mention I wrote a book?
1/17/2011
Please eat your stinky fruits elsewhere...
Not only are taxi-girls in barred from your room at the Green Garden guesthouse, you're not even allowed to bring home your Durian fruit.
That sounds like a sensible rule to me. Someone brought a durian into work recently (I have no idea where he found one in the south west of england), and you could still smell it a week later. Quite tasty though, if you can get over the smell.
Sorry about the taxi-girls, but happy birthday anyway.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a sensible rule to me.
ReplyDeleteSomeone brought a durian into work recently (I have no idea where he found one in the south west of england), and you could still smell it a week later.
Quite tasty though, if you can get over the smell.