VICTOR 2007

In March, we went on another holiday, this time to Nepal. At first, we were not overly enthusiastic. In school they had asked me, why we went there in the first place, as it was totally the same as Bangladesh? That must depend on your origin or viewpoint, because it appeared totally different. The climate, the landscape, the people and even the religion are different. But maybe the Nepalese food is a little like Bangladeshi food. Not that we had much chance to try it, as we went, in Kathmandu at least, mostly to international restaurants, where we tried to steer our parents in the direction of pizza as often as possible.
We did a lot of fun things, like wild water rafting, elephant riding, even elephant bathing, a bit of trekking and so on. There was one day of "temple tour" so that was not too bad either. The weather was great and in 10 days, we covered a large part of the country. As you can see from the picture above, we got a very close look at the rhino's; here we are on our elephant watching the male rhino chase the girl he likes most.

Much to the annoyance of my mother, I don't want to appear in pictures, and that is why I am wearing such an awkward smile all the time. I am simply too old to be photographed. That fact was clearly proven in Kathmandu, when I was chased by a shady Nepali man with a little booklet, whispering "Kamasutra" in my ear, after he had tried in vain to convince my (ages old) mother..

In May, our school organized "ISD Idols". We (Vincent, Elo and I) also decided to participate. Even though it seemed, none of us had passed the first round, in the end Vincent and me were invited to sing in the finals. I performed a song together with Vincent (who, as you can see in the picture, as usual tried to grab the role of leader). Our voices are not too good, unfortunately, so we did not win the first prize; but we got an award for "most entertaining participants" as we jumped up and down the podium like crazy goats.

Victor and his mad hairIn the beginning of December, we celebrated "mad hair day" in school. I decided to use the services of the ayah as long as I could and had her braid my hair and tie it with aluminum foil. By the time I came home, the foil had come out but my hair do was Click for large picturestill kind of wild, as you can see. I am growing my hair long currently (up to a certain limit, says my mum) so I look quite interesting to begin with, but I am considering to make this my permanent look.
Two days later, Sinterklaas arrived in Dhaka. The poor man sweated his head off, dressed in his usual thick read coat, the Black Peters were dressed in long sleeved sweaters and black woolen tights, even though the temperature was at least 30 degrees Celsius. Our Dutch ambassador decided to host the party in the garden, which did not help either. Also, I got no presents, because Sinterklaas decided that I was too old. So next year, lets skip this party.

 
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