A regular...

There is so much to see in Shangri La, and I have had a chance to do some sight seeing. But, i have also become a regular at two of its restaurants/cafes. Noah's cafe and Marco's (aka Helen's Pizza).
I eat breakfast at Noahs. Its warm, and the milk tea is very good. The waitresses speak little English, and so they don't disturb me. (I am not a morning person.) They do smile though. I must look like a lunatic, or at least like I am very lost. Other people also smile, when they come in, because I am always at the same table, doing the same thing, drinking milk tea. They too must feel a bit sorry for me. But I think its practical. I have tried many other restaurants (if I were to right this blog later I might also have to include "The Compass," which is another restaurant I am beginning to frequent) but they aren't as warm, and their milk tea is so-so.
Depending on whether or not the kids are in school, I either leave Noah's a little before ten, or a little before noon. If they aren't in school, I make the 40 second trek to Helen's Pizza for lunch. It is my opinion, my very biased opinion, that Noah's and Helen's are in a sort of competition. Noah's has the atmosphere, but Helen's has Marco and thus good Italian food. I go to Helens for lunch because Achu (helen) is very nice. (Marco hasn't been around for a week or so- he had to go to HK to renew his visa, and he is Italian, so he had to stop along the way to meet with old friends, drink wine, and speak too loudly). I have to account for my not eating breakfast there, and so i tell her that i was playing spy over at Noahs. I will sit and talk with Achu, until about 5, when I head to the orphanage.
Who gets the pleasure of seeing me again for dinner depends on whether I ate at the orphanage. If I don't eat at the orphanage, I go to Helen's for dinner. If I arrive around nine Achu, Aca (Achu's nephew), and the other woman (Her name didn't rhyme as nicely) are usually preparing their own dinner, and so they ask me to sit with them. It is always good, and always free. If I did eat at the orphanage, then I am far from hungry, so I head to Noahs. I order a milk tea, open my laptop, and rest in the assurance that their won't be any conversation between me and the waitresses to interrupt my work.
It may sound boring, even perfunctory, but I love it.
Besides I am headed to Cambodia next, and I am almost sure that they won't have Milk tea.