Edward and I hanging out in front of an inspirational temple (according to the audio tour) in the Palace Gardens. Apparently it inspired us to strike mirror-image poses without intending to.
Oh. My. God. The smog here is terrible; as a point of reference that very tall hill is only 1 km away.
Dad and I hanging out with a few 2,000 year-old statues...No big deal.
Edward has achieved a false sense of superiority because he happened to choose the Emperor statue, whereas I chose the General statue. This incident was immediately followed by a very successful coup de tête.