The further adventures of an earthbound alien

One of the amusing things about living in a temporary situation for so long is you rarely think of anything but getting home, but once home looms on the horizon you scramble to do everything one last time. Specifically, the deserted island routine. You know, the swaying palms the shack on the beach the gentle roll of the waves as they lick the shore the way a dog licks your hand, only not so fast. …Maybe the way a tired dog licks a really long sandy hand… anyway! J found just the place. It was just 45 minuets by boat (Closer than Catalina or SMI) across the South China Sea. Who knew it was so close? And to think of all those weekends I wasted collecting stamps!!



The good thing about this trip is that I will be back. My business is such that I will be dealing with the good people of Singapore and Malaysia a lot in the future. I will also have the honor of being able to call this place “Songapore” come Wednesday.