Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time made you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too
Fake booze in SE Asia

So I was talking about fake Absolut from Laos with the crew today, and it occurred to me that the last bottle of Heineken I had tasted a lot like piss, which is a trademark of the lowest levels of Thai brew (I’m looking at you, Red Horse). I wondered if people bother to adulterate/fake/fuck with tax stamps and lot markings on beer as well, and fired up the old Web Wombat (it’s an Aussie thang):
That video prompted this official response from Heineken: Tampering with Heineken® labels
Which led me to this vid:
Story here: Heineken ‘absolutely on top’ of fake beer threat after Vietnam gang bust
The two stories aren’t about the same incident, andnowI’mgettingsleepysonowittyconclusionforthispost, sorry.
Lonely in Sarakham
I am either the first or the last of my people. Covered 10 kilometers today and not a single creature or station… This is what happens when you sideload Pokemon Go in rural areas of countries not yet supporting the game. The only time I’ve seen another living creature was during the tutorial. I am the wanderer of the wasteland.
What’s for Breakfast: Protein Explosion Edition
There just isn’t much variety when it comes to breakfast in Maha Sarakham. Most people eat grilled pork skewers and sticky rice or some variation of rice porridge. While delicious, these get quite boring.
If there’s time after dropping the kids off at school, we sometimes go eat lunch stuff for breakfast at one of the few places open that early, but most days we eat at home, because we make the best coffee in town (not terribly difficult).
Today, Nam fried up all the leftover meats in our fridge, including gyoza stuffing, sweet Chinese sausage, and pork floss (that Mina loves eating over rice, lol!). The eggs were also perfectly done. It all came together quite nicely.