Today, after we visited their new school, I took the little Stockdales to the Hawker Center located across the street from the prison (apartment).  A Hawker Center is basically an outdoor food court where vendors sell food.  Imagine every Chinese restaurant you’ve ever eaten at, smushed into an area the size of a basketball court.  Surprisingly, we were the only non-Asians in the place.

The big little Stockdale’s first comment was ‘it smells like wet Big Government’.  (For those new to the Stockdales, Big Government was our old dog back in Kansas.   She smelled odd enough when she was clean.  When she was wet, it took smelly to a whole new level.)

The little Stockdale’s weren’t too keen for ‘chicken feet soup’ or ‘broccoli with oyster sauce’, however they did like the ‘sugar cane water with lemon’ and the ‘strawberry ice with attap seeds’.   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nypa_fruticans 

We didn’t get the glass apartment.  So, we have our fingers crossed on round two.  Hope to hear something today.  We’re getting there.  Not sure where there is, but it must be someplace.