Moved

So we moved OK on Saturday, and had our broadband connected on Sunday afternoon, thanks to some good pulling-strings work by our agent. The move went fine despite a heavy downpour, a large anti-communist party rally and our man-with-a-van Ken being in an accident in the cross-harbour tunnel. He sent one of his friends, Danny, to help us instead.

We got everything packed away over the weekend (the storage in our new place is really good - it just seemed to absorb all 7 boxes of our stuff without a problem) and had plenty of time to look around our area and get used to the new sounds of our building. There's a singing-girl at the end of the corridor: an 8 year old who always leaves and returns skipping and singing. Our immediate neighbours seem to be incessantly playing mahjong (apparently mahjongg, mah-jong and mah-jongg are also acceptable); we can hear the racket of the tiles being mixed, and then clicked onto the table long into the night. Still, it's been a holiday weekend so maybe they'll return to a normal routine from now on.