There are many steps to having a 10 year reunion. The most important one is finding the right ball dress/suit. In Singapore, I'm physiologically incompatible with local fashion, so I fled to Australia. Barry is tailored, and Jeroen created a DIY tux, but he doesn't want me to tell you that.
The average person has gained 3kg (after hair-loss) since school, which is roughly the size of these cheese chunks. We were also baffled by the extensive terrine selection.
If you haven't gained enough, there's the marché, which serves Gorgonzola by the spoonful, OMG.
You take breaks from eating to get your learn on, like this.
Here I am after having found some of my favourite people: I was so excited that I stuck my chin out for the photo.
It's best to plan dinners to catch up with as many friends as possible!
I did not take enough pictures, so I blatantly stole those from others. Thanks Anne Sophie!
At the ball, they have stiltsmen with whom you take selfies, assuming you've mastered selfies.
And dragons. Somehow this has something to do with the theme, but I was done with the learning and focused instead on not falling on the cobblestones.
The chateau is clearly labeled so that you can find it.
Here, you're meant to take even more pictures, which will help you remember Adi at the 15 year reunion.
I didn't know Malika 10 years ago, so this part is just a union.
Finally, an eerie moonlight shines over the castle to remind the class of their ethical responsibilities.
For example, you should recycle. Here, the same bag collects both categories, however.
Make sure to sit in this section of the airport only if you're disabled or a playwright or mime.
After the ball, it's good to replenish your nutrients, perhaps with gerbil-flavoured cookies.
Finally, if you've forgotten Mother's day, then Engrish pajamas are available!
