
Her mum and me also suffered from fatigue - though not as bad as the little one, we had to spend most of the day sleeping and when we were not sleeping, we were caring for our child. Rihanna Gaga became the little baby again she was last year: very helpless, and dependent on our care. It was a tiring three days. Luckily, the medicine the doctor gave her worked quite well and since yesterday, she quickly recovered.

As we wait for our orders, Rihanna Gaga and her mum explore the boulevard, which faces the artificial lake and, on the other side, our tower (see the picture to the right: that's where we live!). When the sushi is brought, Rihanna Gaga is extremely curious. She wants to try holding the chopsticks, picks up sushi bits and puts her hand repeatedly in the soya sauce. She refuses to put anything in her mouth, however, except for a bit of pickled ginger - which, of couse, she doesn't like. She keeps circling the table and meddling with everything that's on it, making eating our lunch quite an endeavour for my girlfriend and me. She wants me to pour jasmine tea in her cup - but then refuses to drink it. And when my girlfriend gives her a bit of tofu from her soup, she puts it in the jasmine tea. It's funny to see how she tries to copy everything we do, like putting the sticky rice we've put on a plate for her in soya sauce, just like we put our bits of sushi in it. The only thing she does consume, is the orange juice.
The food is good. The sushi tastes fresh enough, considering we're not really near a fishing place and the soup is just what I hoped for: a salty, simple brew that is very heartening after having been ill for a few days.
Despite the fact that the terrace is made of open tents, there is less and less shade as time goes by. We notice that Rihanna Gaga is starting to sweat and getting slightly sunburned, so we pay and walk back home.
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