Restarting the blog and now writing small things to add to the lore (while writing at the level of a 10 year old). Yes
I will start from last Sunday, when they celebrated 10 years of Pope Francis at Cathedral. I brought Jamie along and we were made to sit outside because a fat bunch of diplomatic delegations are assigned the inside seats. The delegations of Ireland, Costa Rica, and the Philippines were there. The second Minister of Law was there. The bishop of Phan Thiết was there. The Papal Nuncio was there; the car with the Vatican flag was parked, even though his embassy was so close, he could have just walked over.
I said to Jamie that the Spanish ambassador will show up mañana — tomorrow — and be like "am I late?"
We sat behind a French family with two small children and were majorly distracted by them. The boy coloured into a colouring book, first a whale, then a jellyfish, then a stingray. He liked to colour the whites of the eyes orange, for some reason. William Tjhi was also in this congregation.
A large team of people who looked like Islamic scholars walked into the annexe and walked out 5 minutes later. The greeters seemed to know them. I asked them about it after mass and it turned out they did not know them at all. I gave up asking and bought souvenirs from them.
I went to Beauty World to kill time before Krav lesson. I got back the coin pouch from the dessert shop auntie with 65 cents and quite a lot of emotional attachment. Chirashi-Ai, the café I liked to sit in, was very crowded even at 2pm. At Krav lesson I was absolutely manhandled because coach didn't want to use the ladies for demo on the first go. So that was all for this very ordinary Sunday.
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