I started to polish the dirty oil lamp I had bought from the flea market earlier today to see if I could restore it and make a buck on it. To my big suprise a mist is emitted from the lamp and from that very mist a muscular blue appear.
– Your wish is my command –
I looked at the big man standing in front of me with a gaping mouth and staring eyes.
– Three wishes will be bestowed upon you. Chose them well. You are not allowed to change your riches or use a wish against another human. Those are the rules –
The genie, it has to be a genie I thought, fell silet and unmoving after uttering those words.
“Um, hello?”
No answer.
“Helloooo?”
The genie was as stoic as before. No reaction.
Three wishes eh? And not wishing for money and I cannot make either Greg the scumbag turn into a dog or make Michelle love me. What to do instead? I do harbor a deep desire to travel the globe, maybe this was my chance?
“Yo genie! Here´s what I wish:
1: I can travel anywhere just by thinking about it.
2: Wherever I go I will be totally immersed in the local culture.
3: I will look like one of the natives.” Read more