the monster is in town...
breakfast and dinner were at elements fresh.
guess what, we HAD to go back there again, according to His Excellency.
i swear the waiters there are starting to recognise us.

night was at O2 - this trance club at a dodgey location.
some girls keep going round stuffing popcorns and ice cream at us.
monster mistakenly ordered double-shot scotch, nearly spewed it out while it was burning the throat. needless to say, afterwards we were on the way to a wasted night.

nearly slapped the monster when he couldn't stop shouting "I don't want a drink, I want an ice cream". all in all, he got two taps on the shoulders through the night, both by guys. wahaha

golden week is here again. and again, i have guests. but this time, there seem to be more to do. i'm probably discovering more and more of this city.
the highlight got to be the F1 race. i actually did enjoy this cars going round and round thing more than i thought i would. of course it helped that schumi decided to make a race out of this and renault goofing up on their equipment. otherwise, i'm not sure it would be anything more than a yawn, given alonso's early WIDE lead. somehow i suspect this is somehow the sponsors' way to inject excitement. but what the hell, i was actually quite caught up in the whole thing, premeditated or not.


earplugs are a must with the blasting engines.


renault fans (probably Spaniards) who went from being v loud to v subdued along with Alonso's decline.


the 'fashion statement' that we had for a day. in case you didn't know (and i didn't), the circuit they race on takes the form of Shang as in Shanghai in Chinese.