Not much new to report on this ANZAC Day
long days at the office keep me from touring the countryside.
Just a few random shots and thoughts for today. First, bangers and mash
is as good for lunch here as it is in Australia. Second, Wikipedia rocks
Third, the milk tastes weird compared to what I'm used to. Beyond
it being whole milk (which turns out to be 3.7% for those keeping
score), the several containers I've gotten taste more earthy, or grassy
or something. Maybe ours is just more heavily processed and this
is what milk really tastes like, or maybe they feed the cows some
super-grass here, but it takes some getting used to. I've dropped
down to non-fat milk to deal with it. Also, the Frosted Flakes
(Frosties) taste almost candy-like, moreso than usual. Kind of
like vanilla coated. Not bad, just super-über-sweet.
Did you know Mozilla has a special "insert character" function with all
the characters we're not used to? ü ḭ ṝ ẋ ỷ to you too.
So, back to the milk. If anyone can read this and if it has a
good story to tell, let me know what it says:
The apartment has a very interesting combination washer/dryer. It
works and is probably very water-economical, but when it takes 2+ hours
to wash a small load and 1+ hours to dry it I wonder if it's saving
anything on electricity. Anyway, it does it all in one unit, the
ÖKO-Lavamat Turbo. Made in Nürnberg. (Heh, I get
to use that function again. Čöǭł!)
Went to the store again. Bought some vittles. I am both
curious and scared to know what "Pocari Sweat" tastes like. It's
all over the place here, described as "Ion Supply Drink." More
info at the link
Okay, I couldn't wait. Pocari Sweat tastes kind of like diluted
grapefruit juice, kind of like a slightly thicker flat Fresca.
Not bad, actually. Plus, "with the appropriate density and
electrolytes, close to that of human body fluid, it can be easily
absorbe into the body." Good to know.
And I have learned how to use a convection microwave oven. I
didn't know it was a convection oven at first until something kind of
melted under the heat. But I've figured it out now.
A common "meal-in-a-bowl" that's cooked up daily at the supermarket
next door. Chicken, rice, a little lettuce and some pickled
ginger. 418¥. Beats McDonalds. I hope to try the
swiss restaurant up the street before I leave.
I also learned about the practice in Japan, Korea and China of using
stamps instead of signatures. In Japan they're called Hanko and
more info can be found here
It makes sense, since with the symbols pretty much being written the
same from person to person, something needed to be invented to
demonstrate approval. They're used as legal signatures and
government-registered ones must be used for transactions like banking
and real estate.
That's pretty much it for today. Next time I'll tell you about
the remote-controlled bathtub and play you a recording of "ID