We had breakfast at the hotel from the same chain across the street. Full of energy, I started my drive around the lake. First, I stopped at Wen Wu Temple, a large and well-visited complex. I wandered throughout it, explaining its small nuances as we went. In front of the temple, Cathy bought a bag of tangerines before we returned to the car. Second, we visited a peacock farm. Having seen only a few peacocks in my life, I found them intriguing. The birds appeared to be in mating season, with courtship displays occurring everywhere. Third, we visited a small Aboriginal village through which the road passed, where we browsed the gift shops and Cathy eventually purchased a bamboo teapot. Fourth, we saw a huge pagoda, which I hiked to the top of. Finally, we visited a temple nestled into a curve in the road, where Cathy purchased another teapot. Then we headed back.

Lunch was quite exciting. I sat down, ordered my food, and waited. Named for CKS’s fondness for the dish, I ordered the Presidential Fish. A few moments later, the chef walked quickly through the restaurant carrying a net with a fish squirming inside. Apparently, the restaurant did not have any Presidential Fish on hand, so he had gone next door to get one. Regardless, the food was excellent, and I left perfectly content.

For the next few hours, Cathy and I napped while my dad read. Once we were awake, I was ready for my next adventure.

While not particularly adventurous, I drank more fine wine and played cards for a few hours. Growing tired, I retired to my room, watched some television, and fell asleep.