I vacuumed my new apartment for the first time!

I went to a McDonalds and carried out my meal because the restaurant resembled a nursery.

I joined my downstairs neighbour for a coffee in the Starbucks down the road. He's a nice guy and we had a good time chatting about Indonesia, China, callings and cross-cultural experiences.

I went to a Chinese restaurant with an old friend, and was not impressed: the dishes were not as delicious as “real” Chinese restaurants back in the People’s Republic, but they were obscenely overpriced.

I discovered that the top oven in the kitchen of my new apartment is psychotic. I set the oven at 180 degrees to heat up my Marks & Spencers Spaghetti Bolognese but the temperature just rocketed higher and higher until the plastic container melted into the grill tray, and the pasta ends got frazzled; all in all not a terribly successful culinary effort. Hrrmm…
 

My fridge's personality is stable by comparison...