There’s nothing like getting into a cab in the early morning and being greeted with a little Sweet Child O’ Mine action.

We had dinner last night at the ugliest restaurant in the world. Luckily, the food was really good, and I’d totally go back again. I took some pictures and will try to get them posted soon.

And speaking of meals, Wendy and I have been amazed by some of the conversations we’ve been hearing at some of them.

Here’s one example:

“Uncle”’s Wife: Uncle can only eat at this restaurant. Otherwise, he gets diarrhea. “Uncle”: That’s right! Me: OK! Let’s order!

It’s a familiarity rivaled only by family interactions.