Yesterday was another typical day in the life of the Cenkudu Chumps trying to write in Singapore.

On the one hand, a group of 4 20-somethings told us how 'fantastic' our trip/book idea is, and that we should certainly keep trudging away towards our goal of a published book. What was most satisfying is that in a short space of time, their understanding of our project moved from "What the heck?" to "Wow, great idea. Can't wait to read about it."

Seemed genuine enough. Not just lip service.

However, just a few hours earlier, an elderly Singaporean had offered us this thinly veiled criticism:
"So, are your parents concerned at all that you do not have a real job?"

How does one respond to something like that?

"Our parents are supportive!" (which they are)

"Our parents are happy as long as we are!" (which they are)

"But it is a real job!" (which it is)

Too much effort. We have learned to let some slide. You can't win them all. The only way they'll be convinced is if the book makes a lot of money.

But that was never the point.