I had lunch with Nelson, and one of the guys in the office who’s English name is Wesley. But nobody actually knows his English name so I don’t know what to call him when I’m talking about him. It was the first day after the holiday, and some stores were actually still closed. It has something to do with luck, or beginning the New Year on a lucky day or something, so those that believe in it don’t work until Tuesday. We simply walked out of the office headed for the main street going restaurant by restaurant looking for somewhere with places to sit. Because many of the restaurants were closed, those that were open were full with people who did work that day. We finally found a place in a small Japanese restaurant, There was a lot of kinds of foods there, and we had a big meal with only 1 dish being Sushi. It was nice, and Nelson and Wesley kept trying to make me try all the odd and unusual things I didn’t know. Some odd soup made out of Seafood, some peanut pudding for desert, and few more dishes I can’t remember because It was actually last week, and I’m only writing it down now.
In the evening Sterling took me to a small mall, very tight, which had a collection of hobby shops. I bought 2 IAF planes, Apache AH64 and Kfir. Both with Israeli coloring scheme. I also saw a few Star Trek models that I’m going to buy, but I didn’t at the time because I wanted to compare prices with the internet first. We continued in that neighborhood, (called the West Gate area), to a big place with fashion stores, food stands, restaurants, and KTV’s. A lot of KTV’s (**).
We ate some angel-hair noodle soup at this place where people just stand there and eat it. You use these plastic bowls, and you have to return them, so I guess that’s why they don’t just walk away with the soup, like one would do with a Falafel, or a Laafa. Sterling claims it’s not popular to eat walk-and-eat kinds of foods here. I don’t know. It was very nice, and I added some spicy sauce to it that gave it some powerful tasty feeling.
(**) KTV – Explanation :
KTV = Karaoke TeleVision. A “club” with private rooms, a television, speaker system with microphones, and a very wide selection of Karaoke songs. You order drink, and are suppose to have fun with your teenage friends while singing.
My tourist book says not to try to understand that kind of culture of Karaoke singing, and there’s even a picture of a donkey, with a microphone, singing, and the caption under the picture is “Don’t Make An Ass Of Yourself Singing Karaoke”.