08-Mar-2025
It's true... The fact that we don't yet have a long-term place to live means that I still feel a bit like I'm holiday... The medical-tourism type of holiday, perhaps, where you go off for medical appointments, and in between you swan around seeing the sites...
Anyway, we moved this week from one short-term place to another:
My would-be tourist eyes are always keen to drink in colour:
And like any tourist, we enjoy sampling the cafe scene:
This, from Toast Bread, is a polo bun (aka pineapple bun, because of the way it looks). Comes with a slightly sweet, crunchy topping, and a wedge of butter inside. Delish...
I guess tourists are a little less able to check on the progress of things in the way we like to do:
Ramadan has now started. The mosques are working overtime (as we know very well from our riverside situation); the malls are pumping out the traditional tunes; win-a-car competitions seem de rigueur this year; and the decorations are going up apace:
So, it's all very pleasant. But next week, we need to knuckle down, and find a more permanent pad.