Brought J to the National Museum and discovered that the souvenir shop sells kitsch ’80s propoganda T-shirts, I am eyeing the Productivity Bee one where the back loudly proclaims “Together we will succeed”. Another interesting find was a rather fossilized lizard smashed on one of the museum doors. Took a picture of it, but in good taste, have decided not to publish it.
I am feeling old after meeting such friends and I feel we have all lost a little somethin-somethin this past decade – innocence? excitement? ego?