Comte De Monte Cristo

Here rests the thoughts of an immortal, making of what the world hath thrown at him.

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Location: Paris, Island of Monte Cristo, Singapore

"My dear count," cried Morcerf, "you are at fault--you, one of the most formidable logicians I know--and you must see it clearly proved that instead of being an egotist, you are a philanthropist. Ah, you call yourself Oriental, a Levantine, Maltese, Indian, Chinese; your family name is Monte Cristo; Sinbad the Sailor is your baptismal appellation, and yet the first day you set foot in Paris you instinctively display the greatest virtue, or rather the chief defect, of us eccentric Parisians,--that is, you assume the vices you have not, and conceal the virtues you possess."

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Today is a day for celebration because my MOTHER IS BACK FROM EGYPT. Oh the wonderous ancient egyptains, the magnificent sculptures and monuments. And of course with every trip there are gifts and presents!

Let us take a look at what we have in our gift bag.

Copper vase, 6 copper plates, 2 wooden boxes, a bunch of trinkets and necklaces with my
very own personalized cartouch(complete with egyptain wordings), a very nice glass incense burner, lots and lots of perfumes and glass perfume bottles, Silver pendants and one stainless steel pyramid.

I must say the quality of worksmanship is rather poor there but however, this is because all of them are handmade. Yes, no two of them are alike. Now signing off the enjoy the smells and stones of egypt. the place I will return someday.

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