A and I had a quiet weekend this weekend. We just realized that the only places we went to were malls. On Friday night we went to Riverwalk Mall to celebrate a friend's birthday at Spur. Spur is to American Indians what Outback Steakhouse is to Australians. Only I think Spur actually makes less of an effort to be authentic. I had "enchiladas" with "sour cream" and "guacamole." And rice.
At one point the waitstaff brought over a dish of ice cream with a sparkler stuck in it and sang a birthday song.
On Saturday, we went to Game City mall. Game City is the equivalent of any mall in the U.S. and as a result, not that fun to visit. It's expensive! I found a ridiculous light-green safari hat I wanted, but it cost $20 and in the time I took to think about it, the store closed. Oh well.
Also, I think someone tried to pick-pocket me in Game, the grocery store. But the attempt was pretty half-hearted.
The spices here have names like "chicken spice" and "beef spice." Are they for flavoring chicken or chicken-flavored?
On Saturday night, we socialized with A's external hard-drive and watched four episodes of Veronica Mars in a row. Show's kind of jumped the shark in season two, but more importantly, should comfort food television be this creepy?
Africa really is terrifically dangerous, but not for the reasons you might think.
Africa is dangerous because of these!
Thorns! Aren't they terrifying?