Heavenly Hamland

If you are a pig, this is where you hope your legs end up - Barcelona, ham heaven! 

There was gratuitous flying meet everywhere, we got dizzy from looking upwards at it, and there was risk of drool choking.

But it didn't end at pig, there was endless variety of many things.

At least 9 varieties of mushrooms here, so you need to know what you want.

Can you identify all of the fruits?

You can also get you fruit jellied in flavours which include green tea.

I suppose this might not be a safe place to take children.

There were some interesting fusion options.

I'm not too sure about stale tempura or bulgogi pitas, and we didn't get past the ham so as to try them.

Right, did I mention the ham? Here is the Master Carver of Deliciousness.

Plate of porky joy. (With three largely ornamental bread sticks).

Barry wasn't sure if it was enough, so he had a creme Catalan.

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Time Travel

Tired of airplanes, Barry and I tried time travel instead. Above, the tastiest water comes from aqueducts in Roman times. Below, Barry speeding through space and time.

We went to watch the gladiators fight in the coliseum.

And we partook in more civilized activities in the centre court building.

Cars used to be horses, which are much narrower, hence smaller streets like these.

Churches were big and fancy, albeit not well heated in the past.

At first we we remained in AD years.

But then we travelled further, into caveman times.

Because nothing says I care about my home like decorating in stalactites.

We may have to bring this idea back to the future too.

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Views and Engrish Animals

The view of the week is from Marina Bay Sands by night.

The cuisine of the week is Indonesian, eaten with our friend Willy from Ottawa.

There is a competition for yellow animal of the week. Choice 1 is the rare golden koala.

Choice 2 is the butter lion. The lion seems to have a better sense of humour, but the koala is a better poser for cookie images.

The fruit of the week is the sock-flavoured papaya.

Butter lion and I imagine that we're super, and that the papayas are delicious.

The vegetable of the week can also shine up your car.

The Black Sesame powder claims to have no wax. They concern what we care. They even care what we haven't aware, which I think is really taken the sesame to the next level.

Finally, the sauce of the week provides a lot of purpose, and I imagine it's maybe even better than ok.

So remember, A-Nung.

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Botany. Still Evil.

The Singapore Botanic Garden is very pretty, but if you look closely, you can see the orchids are crying. Here, Barry notices the cause.

It's the evil botanicals!

Obviously these plants have very sinister intents.

The above are obviously toxic, and the nodules below are sticky, to trap innocent bunnies I suppose.

The above strangles, the below ensnares.

In addition to the evil, this time I noticed its effects. You can see trauma in the leaf below.

Obssessive-compulsive behaviour in the fern.

A dragonfly taking shelter on a rainbow plant.

Stunted growth. It's all very sad, really.

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Hong Kong Summits, Water, Shorts, and Fried Cheese

This is a story about different styles of loud shorts, but mostly about water.

The water journey started in Macau, at the House of Dancing Water show. You know when you buy a fake Louise V purse, and the lining is Burberry plaid? Well if you take Cirque du Soleil O, speed it up, add some bling, and throw in jumping motorbikes, you're in Macau.

Strangely, no choreographed dancing was allowed on the escalators outside the show, especially while wearing crocs. Crocs just make you even less graceful.

Whoops, I forgot this picture last week to remind you that Macau's casino's are just like Vegas. Macau is like Portugal, and Macau is like Vegas, but Portugal is nothing like Vegas. Deep, right?

Anyway, the next day we circumnavigated Hong Kong. I have just dictionary confirmed that this is not entirely true, but that's how it seemed. Where are you headed, guys?

And how hot is it, Dave? (Editor's note: I felt the same level of brain-busting overheat, but luckily a lower level of photography. Neither Dave nor I can now remember much of our respective childhoods).

This is how much fluid we consumed afterwards. Each. Delicious ketchup noodles and extensive popsicles not shown.

I think that we burned off the calories from the day before, even given the fried cheese!

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