so, as we set out on our "adventure" i began to give myself a pep talk. "it's alright beckie, you can do this. you've been to foreign countries, eaten stranger things, you can do this. it's just the fear of the unknown." this positive self talk kind of worked until we walked in the door and the unknown became the known. now, "conveyor belt" sushi (my term, Sushiland is the actual name) is definitely a unique experience. basically, you sit at a counter and watch food go by you on a conveyor belt, while you choose what you want to eat, by matching what you see on the menu in front of you. california rolls, shrimp tempura, fried bean curd are all terms that i'm now intimately familiar with. to make a long story short...too late...i survived and i can now say that i've experienced it, but it's been confirmed that i definitely don't like sushi. i mean, i can understand the worlds obsession with it...the idea of it is very cool and its extremely healthy, but...
after sushi we went to bubble tea. bubble tea, or pearl tea, is a milk tea with tapioca balls or jellies in the bottom and you drink it through a big fat straw. jessica says she likes it because "you don't often get the chance to drink and chew gum at the same time." that description doesn't make it sound very appetizing, but angela has recently become obsessed with it and since it was her birthday...we went. i thought that i really liked bubble tea. however, recently i found out that what i was drinking, and considered bubble tea, is actually a strawberry slushy with pineapple jellies in the bottom (yum!) and the actual bubble tea, well, i don't like it. so, what i've learned from angela's very asian birthday is this...what i consider to be adventurous and daring is just plain and boring to everyone else. and...i'm extremely ok with that.
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Yea there Beckie, Way to go. This msg will address both of your blogs. One glad to hear you are streaching yourself and trying new adversion therapy. @nd. I just attended a good friends 43rd birthday and I am also no longer in the youngest catagory. Age, just like bugs, have a way of creeping up on you before you no it and then it is too late.
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