I Fell in Love in Hong Kong... With Noodles.
After recreating a significantly darker adaptation to the ending of Super Mario: Odyssey with the kids, in which Princess Peach stabs Mario in the heart and Toad opens fire on her machine guns blazing whilst yelling “YOU’VE BETRAYED THE MUSHROOM KINGDOM!”; plus the added anxiety of watching Hank play the final boss(es) on the actual game over 20 times before beating it... you could say I’m rather tired. But what. A. Week. We went ice skating on Friday, and let me tell you… with my ankles, I really don’t think I was cut out for the stuff. Or I got the wrong shoe size. Either way, it felt like a never-ending cycle of pain and torment on a slippery sheet of ice. The kids enjoyed it, though. Immediately after, the Mom bought us movie tickets and we watched a bizarre, R-rated sci-fi action film with a Chinese protagonist and Sylvester Stallone for some reason, because… why not? The next day Hank and I went out to West Lake for some sightseeing. I saw a 1500 year old Pagoda, tons of koi fish