Martin loves hot dogs, but in the game you can only make hot dogs if you have a grill. Since Martin's apartment isn't big enough for a grill, he has to get his hot dog fix from the vendor just outside his building. It looks pretty gross, but Martin is always deeply satisfied after wolfing down one of these wieners.
Martin's painting skill has been improving apace; he earned enough money for a marginally better TV! He is starting to make more money from his paintings, although many of them still look like they were drawn by a six-year-old with Crayolas.
In fact, the proceeds from his paintings have been so good, that he was finally able to scrape together enough dough to go to China! He had an opportunity to complete there - he was supposed to deliver a painting to someone - so he sold every painting he could, scrimped and saved and never went out until he had the money necessary for the trip.
Hello, Shang Simla!
When he arrived, Martin realized with a sinking feeling that he had forgotten the painting for the patron! D'oh! He spent half of his first day searching for an easel on which to paint. Surely the general store sold easels, right?
Unfortunately they didn't. Martin, by now thoroughly exhausted, grabbed some egg rolls for lunch and ate them with his adorable little chopsticks.
He spent the rest of the day running from house to house, gaining access, and searching for an easel. When he finally found a house that had one, he discovered that he wasn't permitted to use it. The action wasn't even available. Damn! Looks like this opportunity is a bust.
Determined to enjoy his vacation, Martin went to the adventures board to get something else to do. He ended up with a mission like any other. If you read Sullivan Sims! or Of Chefs and Vampires, you know that all these missions are pretty much the same. Push this, pull that, dig in this hole, open that treasure chest.
(I don't mind telling you that, as far as playability goes, the World Adventures expansion pack is a dead bore. It was fun the first time around but now...eh.)
The only photo-worthy moment of the adventure was when Martin, in a moment of non-action, chose to stand like this:
What's with the roses? Is he thinking about Romeo?
Martin spent his second night in China sleeping in a tent in someone's front yard. The family was none too happy about this development, and came outside to stand around his tent and complain. Martin paid them no mind, but slumbered peacefully on.
He would do that!
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