a week or so ago i was sitting at the Yellow Rocket, cafe numero uno. with fishboy of course. as we vacantly gazed out of the [very good for people watching] window we spied two deliciously orange monks wandering out of the visitors info centre. cool! they then proceeded to take very cheesy tourist photos of each other posing infront of the chalice (a chch landmark of the artistic persuasion). of course we couldn't hold back our grins! how strangely incongruous! anyway, there we were grinning away when they started heading towards us, presumably to quaff a quaffee (er, coffee). they spotted us, pointed, muttered to each other... and turned around and walked back the way they'd come! aaargh, dissed my buddhist monks! surely not!