There was a group of four friends from Hong Kong in the same horseback riding group as me – three girls and a guy. The guy was pretty cute, and had cool hair, and cool clothes. They all had very cool clothes, actually. I think they were all probably rich? Anyway, they spoke Chinese amongst themselves, but spoke lovely British-sounding English with the tour guides.
At one point, I complimented his coat. It was cool. He was cool. He didn’t seem receptive to friendship, though. Coincidentally, the same group was on the last day trip I took too – one to the Reykjanes peninsula – and I was all, “Oh hey!” But still no dice on the friendship front. Oh well! Now enjoy a creepy drawing of him. : )