Paddling is like athletics - you spend 10 hours waiting for about 5 minutes of competition.
(Me reduced to taking pictures of myself). On the left behind me is the Chinese Taipei tent; on the right the Dubai.)
Anyway, I think Liz' team did well. No spectacular results but they did manage to win one of their minor finals - after being rammed by a competitor.
It's a little hard to put the finger on why (I hope it's not just colonial nostalgia) but it seems like a very laidback and pleasant place.
A Hindu temple...about 100 meters from,,,
....a Chinese temple.
It has the same multicultural feel as KL; possible fewer Muslims and more Buddhists, but you still wake up in the morning to the sound of the adhan.
I like the adhan, partly because it seems like a very overt symbol of a community. True, it's not my community, but what are the public symbols of my community? I wouldn't have a clue. As an expat, there is one because you look different, but back home I couldn't even define a community that I felt strongly part of. Let alone one that reminds me of its existence five times a day. Still, following through from that, I'm not sure that I would want to be reminded of something five times a day. It might come to seem like nagging. Being inside something and viewing it from outside are really unrelated knowledges.
I also like the chant - I have always liked plainsong, and it's nice to hear a different scale now and then.
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