For the last few years (six? eight?), my best friends and I almost never give one another birthday gifts anymore. And birthday gift
happens to be quite a foreign term in my family. So, naturally, receiving birthday gifts is pretty much a rare and happy experience for me.
This year I unexpectedly received gifts from two people! (applause?) From my great pal, it was Paulo Coelho's Eleven Minutes. She knew I had been wanting to try reading Coelho for a while so she got me one. Curse me, but I don't think Coelho is my cup of coffe. At least Eleven Minutes sure isn't. I actually enjoyed Like the Flowing River but Eleven Minutes? Sacred sex? Not so much. But anyway, gift
The other friend who got me gifts is a person I met during my stay in China. Definitely one of the most treasured friends I made there. He sent these stuff all the way from the Netherlands and although I'm not big on cute and cuddly stuff, I sure can tolerate the doll.
Beside the doll, he also sent me some stroopwafels. Which is one of my greatest discoveries of 2010.
So, best friends, why don't we try implementing the old annual-birthday-gift-giving culture once more?