My friend V arrived from London yesterday, and I’m doing a pretty good job of making her remain in jetlag, and thus keep my hours for a week.

She went to bed like a wuss at around 11pm last night; but tonight we were on true jetsetter/musician form, and ate out at 11pm. That said, we were completely unaware of how late it was. You know you’re a jetsetter/musician when you sit down to eat halfway through your evening, and the waiter says: “Excuse me, ma’am, but it’s last orders in the kitchen.”

I’m sure he said the “ma’am” bit, too.

V and I had spent the afternoon - I don’t do mornings, remember - eating brunch, lounging by the pool, investigating the mall, blogging for work (me) and sunbathing (V). I was astounded by how easily she coped with the furnace-like temperatures here; although, that said, her skin didn’t cope quite as well. Thus she is very red in certain places as I type this.

This evening, we went into Georgetown - starting the night, as has become my wont, at the E&O Hotel. We then went off exploring for food, walking through some of the fascinating smaller streets in Georgetown that I haven’t investigated yet. V was slightly alarmed by the idea of eating in a street cafe (don’t worry, by the end of the week I’ll have her eating dahl with her hands), so in the end we plumped for a very nice Asian/fusion restaurant on the main drag.

We sat outside, directly opposite this sign:

Sadly, it was a Sunday, and neither of us was wearing a mini skirt. But at least that prevented the awkward possibility of one of us winning the title of most Sexiest Girl.  

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