Stuffed

Max took me to the Grand Hotel up in the hills of Taipei, so we could enjoy lunch and take in the panoramic view. As lovers of Hong-Kong cuisine, we ordered too much. We suffered for it. Until we had the octopus later in the evening, in Danshui - one of the few places to see the Taiwanese at their most laidback. But with my new red jacket (GuaranteedGay™ as Max and the shop assistant exclaimed), I break wind in the face of indigestion. Profusely. Loudly. Sme -