Otherwise, one will suffer from seven years of bad intimate encounters. Or so I've been told.
My expat friends and I try to fit in so we make sure to look at each other in the eyes when toasting each other. We're so careful, in fact, that we look a bit bug-eyed in the process.
I saw the statue below in the Valkenburg Caves in December during the trip with my cousins. That's basically what we must end up looking like during the prosting.
|I have mad photo editing skillz. Don't be jealous.|