...finally, finally, after an hour scurrying about on my motorbike in the monsoon rain, ten minutes before the midnight deadline, at the fifth attempt, sopping wet, finding an ATM that is working so I can pay my internet/phone and electricity bills.
There's nothing quite like the first gulp of beer when one finally sits down for that weekly sequence of several bottles. No other mouthful thereafter is quite as slaking as that first one.
