The pictures of us posing like corny models still cracks me up a year later. It was one of those jokes that rattle around in my head and never really escape for anyone to understand beyond Hoang.

I think, IIRC, it was funny to us that we spent our (exceedingly rare) afternoon away among slag heaps and such. So we were acting as though we were along the Seine or perhaps at a chic-chic movie premiere or something. I forget, but it was funny (to us) at the time.

So there you are: A rare insight into my addled brain.