10 Ways to Tell Your Child Has Been in Asia A Long Time

1: A desire for previously unknown accessories in routine consumables. Eg? “I want that toothbrush, mum, definitely that one.” “Why?” “It has a built-in tongue scraper.” 2: A pathological suspicion...

1: A desire for previously unknown accessories in routine consumables.
Eg? “I want that toothbrush, mum, definitely that one.” “Why?” “It has a built-in tongue scraper.”

2: A pathological suspicion of drivers of vehicles for hire, in all their forms.
Eg: “Mum! He hasn’t put the meter on!” “I know. We haven’t finished getting in his taxi yet.” “It better not be fast again.”

3: A tendency to haggle over anything and everything. With anyone and everyone.
“I only have 50 baht. Can you make me special price?…” Or: “So, if I am super-, super-, super-good on this overnight journey on what is DEFINITELY not a VIP bus, can we convert that pocket money advance into a bonus?”

Sign on wall reading: "Toilet (Bucket system). Widely used in England in the 1930s."
4: Fuss-free toileting, no matter (almost) what.
Asian lavatories can be a scary prospect to the uninitiated. By the time a child can use a hose to clean the parts which dead trees used to clean, in a squatting position rather than atop a throne, with nary a complaint or an unsightly damp patch, he or she has pretty much gone native.

5: A confidence in approaching random adults, and a firm belief they will give you what you want.
Eg: “Excuse me! Excuse me!!! Can I help you popping those balloons?”… “Now, if you’ll just pass me the scissors, and hold the string steady…”

6: Prehensile toes.
After months largely unconfined by leather or trainers, feet go back to nature. Toes splay. Arches widen. Joints extend and tendons lengthen. Walking over rock-filled streams, feet are used to their full extent. And shoe sizes are not what they were.

Sign on Malaysian taxi door, reading "This is metered taxi. Haggling is prohibited. Request for your receipt."

7: Road-safety skills that would put most Western adults to shame.
After negotiating the roads in Hanoi and Saigon (a process best done diagonally, in gradual increments of a quarter of a lane or thereabouts), the most apparently alarming streams of traffic become, well, a walk in the park.

8: A practised and bad-tempered line in explaining, “I am NOT a baby.”
In many parts of South-East Asia, the term “baby” is used interchangeably with “child”. Fair enough for the parent. Less appealing, perhaps, for the child.

9: A manly way with bugs of all kinds.
“What are you doing under the bed, darling? And why do you need the torch?” “I’m on a ROACH HUNT, Mum!” (Roaches in South-East Asia come with wings, and range in size from three to five inches. Bumping against lights, they sound more like semi-automatic weapons than insects.)

10: Feeling the cold.
In London, temperatures of 26 degrees see the parks full of office workers stripped down to their bras. One evening in Vietnam, a rainstorm brought the temperature down to, ooh, roughly that. The jacket was firmly on.