Monday.

Hungover after an unexpected run-in with some Aussies last night. I ended up getting very wine drunk, which is never a good thing. I have no idea how I got home with my groceries intact.

I remember being out at this random bar, then I remember being home, but I don’t remember anything in between. Did I walk? Did that Canadian call me a cab? No idea. Safe to say I should be extra weary if and when the Aussies invite me to sit with them at the bar again.

This caught me completely off-guard. I was taking a photo of the city at the night and this old Aussie guy called out to me from the patio of the bar nearby.

“Why are you taking a picture if you aren’t in it? Let me take your picture for you.”

I let him take the picture for me. It turned out pretty great. This is how they roped me in. He was sitting with another Aussie and a Canadian. All of them were Boomers, for certain. They had all lived in Hong Kong for several decades. This is the first I’ve met of the “Old Hong Kong” Expat Crowd here in Hong Kong itself. I met some of the Good Ol’ Boys back in Bangkok, but they had all moved on long ago. This group was still fresh.

The Aussie asked me if I was American. I said yes. He proudly stood up and stated, “I LOVE TRUMP! We are MAGA: Make Australia Great Again!”

Oh Jesus Christ. What did I just walk into?

I could have walked away, but my curiosity got the better of me on this one. I had to know what in the fuck this means to them. As they explained it, they don’t want Freedom. They don’t want Independence. They want to depose the British Monarchy and install Trump as their King.

…

Right.

I swear to you, this is totally real. I know, I know. It sounds absolutely insane. That’s because it is insane. Totally and completely insane.

Oh, but stick with me. Their story gets better…

They think that by making Trump their King, it will bring back the golden days of Ye Olde British Empire, where they all profited directly off the imperialist colonial capitalism model.

They are not alone in this quest. They have forged a secret alliance with Canada behind the backs of the UK government. Brexit was too much for them, apparently.

Also, guns. They want guns. Specifically to stockpile lots and lots of guns the way Americans do. And they are “tired of being woke about Aborigines.” I’m sure you can imagine what kind of insanely racist rant ensued from there.

The Aussie then loudly and excitedly proclaimed to the entire hillside that he hoped Trump would drop a nuke on Iran, then cackled gleefully as he chugged down the last of his wine.

Now you can understand how I ended up blacking out from too much Australian wine. This was probably one of the more insane things I’ve seen or heard while at SEA, and as we all know, I have seen and heard a lot of very insane things on this journey. Bangkok ain’t got nothing on this, lol.

So that was my evening. As I said, I do not remember how I got home, but I do remember that the Canadian was kind enough to offer to call a taxi for me. Perhaps that is what happened. Who knows? It’s a mystery.

Now I am just sitting here laughing about what they told me. It’s really funny when you think about it. These Baby Boomers want Trump to be King of Canada and Australia. Like, what? That just sounds made up. I could never make that shit up, ever. I am not creative enough for that. It’s just so hilarious to me, lol.

Ridiculous.