Sunday hiking

Met a bunch of nice, interesting people on a hiking trip out to one of the outlying islands today. I learned from a Chinese Malaysian banker that you can't buy gum in Singapore unless you have a prescription from a doctor. A French music journalist turned health care consultant told me that the difference between bourbon and whiskey is that bourbon mash is always at least 51% corn. An American economist who decided to take a break from work when his girlfriend got transferred to Hong Kong informed me that there were no poisonous spiders in Hong Kong, but that wild boars and snakes were a danger on some trails.

Such conversations and people are the best part of expat life.

It was disgustingly hot and humid today, which affected my enjoyment of the views of Lamma Island, but here are some shots:
Bananas!

Although the water is clear, lots and lots of trash, probably dumped by the last typhoon, littered the water and beaches.
Nevertheless, the sound of the waves breaking on the sand soothed me. I'm not a water person, but there's nothing like the sound of water in motion. It seems to generate a biochemical response of peacefulness. It will be all right. Everything will be all right.