Road Trip *woooot!*

I'm turning into a galavanter, a galavanting person, a person who galavants.

Last weekend was labour day, and a couple friends and I made a road trip *wheeee!!* down to Dallas to catch a show.

So we all piled into the car and I realised just how Asian I am.

You all know the hierachy of car seating, right? Dad is always in the driver's seat and the passanger seat is taken up by the mother or the eldest boy (depending on the length of the leg etc). And however rest of the world aranges themselves, the youngest child always ends up in the middle back where the hump between the two seats are. Correct me if I'm wrong.

It was only on my way back when I realised how natural the whole arangment was to me. My brain did the math and the butt found its way to the middle without me thinking twice.

Yes, I was the youngest kid in the car. I always am, and always will be.

But back to the show.

We went for this show called Medieval Times where there are a bunch of knights dressed up and they have a script about some prince getting kidnapped etc. And there were a bunch of jousting matches (hawt!!) and horsey parades (cute!!). What was really cool was that we got to eat dinner with our hands - medieval style! But cooler than that were the outfits we bought.

Now most girls in their right minds would go for the princessy stuff. Whether or not we want to admit it, we all want to be pweety.

But then I saw the suit of armour. It was in kid's size, but whatever. Minor details.

Now when I was a baby girl, I played with barbies and teddy bears like all the other baby girls. But teddy always had a gun on hand and barbie hid behind a fort. 10 years later and I'm still fascinated with boy's playthings. Blame the big brother for my tomboyish ways. But then again, how many knights in shinning armour carry pink handbags? If you ever find one, let me know.