read the signs

Robyn spotted this brilliant picture in the underground tube station. It was at a kiosk where you buy tickets and things like that.




















Now it would be fine if this was a bad translation in a market stall or something, but this sign has been created by the same people who make sure the trains don't crash... Please wait for a while? we shall never know what for...

On a different note we have come to an agreement with two girls next door regarding dinner. Each week we put $50 each into a pot. From this accumilated $200 dollars we can get four meals every evening for four nights. This has to be home cooked one night a week by each of us. The first week has gone rather well, but there was one night where creativity was lacking. We ended up getting an electric grill, bread, cheese and tinned pineaple for pudding and cooked it all on the table in front of our very eyes. For the first time in a while we all suddenly felt like realy unhealthy students all over again!

(And yes mum, i do need a haircut)