Spent the evening at this lebanese place down at lygon. we were trying to re-ignite our sugar and spice days with Shisha (outside in the cold). Its funny how some orang putehs are still pretty “jakun” about these things. They pass by the restaurant all pointing at the hookah sitting on the tables outside going “oo, what’s that?”.

mcm..err..its a UFO? *points at the saucer that holds the charcoal*
its a smoke machine. for the belly dancer who’s about to come out anytime now.
err..its a WHISTLE?

banar. ada bininya ani menggamit lakinya .. *muka bida* “what are they doing?”… i was rolling my eyes the whole time ok. Apparently ada lagi this family with little children who happened to pass by one night, The son was asking the dad what these people were smoking and the dad replied :- they’re smoking hashish. dude, who in the right mind would do drugs on the streets of melbourne? with the apparatus and all?? org gila PUN INDA MAU.

it makes you think kadang kadang.. siapa lagi kampong? us..or these people?

Things were pretty quiet in the afternoon, but it kinda picked up towards the evening. thanks kamy and din for coming out with us.

kiss me.