I am now..

Back from China.

The trip was kinda fun, with chattering, chattering and more senseless chattering. However, it was really fun albeit all the chatter and lots of cold jokes. I was actually there for 9 days. The rest of my relatives was there for 8 days. However, the first day was really sad as it was lonely for me. There was no one else, except for my father and my mother.

Even without snow, it was totally

I almost froze to death. On the first day, I only wore two layers of clothing. When I reached the hotel, (International Youth Hotel) I put on one more layer. The 3rd layer, a jacket was really unfitting as it wasn't really the right size for me. I struggled really hard to get it on. While I was struggling, my father, knowing it was tight started complaining about how I was already 16 and cant put on my jacket properly.

Okay, so I swallowed the "compliment" and walked miles and miles and miles and miles with him and went around Hangzhou like twice before he decided to... WAIT. He did not decide where we were going to have lunch. So my mum had to say that the weather was really cold and we had better go take shelter and eat somewhere as soon as possible. Okay, we ate and walked miles and miles back to the hotel. It was drizzling cold water.

The next day, It gets colder. So I put on the 3 layers again and was dragged outside to walk miles and miles more. It was raining outside. That made the cold worsen. And I was freezing and shivering. Chills were running out and down my fragile spine. It felt like it was going to crack and break soon.

TADAH. We stopped at a pavilion thingy. And my dad wanted to take a picture of me while the waves from the West Lake was bombarding on my body like crazy. (The water was freezing, yo) Well, I was already in 3 damn layers. It was already damn hard to move. And he asked me to pose. What pose can you possibly make with lots of lake water flinging themselves on your body, freezing you with every wave and taking into mind that im wearing a fat suit out here, hello?? Well, my father only said two things.

IDIOT (Gong Kia actually XD )

YOU BLOCK OF WOOD (You wanna drink "cha" go buy 5 catty lors XD)

Albeit all those "compliments" thrown at me, I didnt say anything. Well, its out of respect actually. And I tried to be patient because my relatives will be coming over tonight. So I could join them and have fun. Actually, the first day and a half gave me bad impressions on travelling. Its because of that person handing out "compliments" to "amplify" the "happy" memories.


Well, after deciding that there wasnt any places that give out decent food, we walked miles and miles again back to the hotel and ate breakfast. We checked out at twelve and decided to wait for our relatives.

So, we waited.

And waited..

And Waited...


At last, their tour bus reached. (Actually at 6.40 we sat a taxi to the arrival point) I get to see all my relatives. Suddenly, there was a signal from my brain. I thought. Maybe the trip wasnt so bad after all. I wont be lonely, at least.

Well, overall the entire trip was fascinating. I find that joining my cousins everywhere they go is better than walking behind my parents. On every trip, there is always a catch. EVERY DAY, we are brought somewhere where they hold auction-like sales. AND ON EACH AND EVERY AUCTION, I am forced to drink..

First it was some dried tea leaves. Then, chrysanthemums. Then, some pearl tea. Then, I dont know whats next. But they all share something in common. THE YUCKY TASTE


Ewwww.

Okay, to make up for all the tea I have drank, I got lots of Cola, Pepsi, 7UP... NAME IT. I will bring the leftovers into the bus after each lunch and dinner. And drink them all when im back at the hotel. Besides that, the most memorable time was every night, ranging from 9 -> (1,2 and once 3 am) we had slumber parties. Everybody went over to Ying Ying jie jie's room and played cards while chattering like chatterboxes. Well, mostly it was full of cold jokes.

It was fun while it lasted. Oh wait. And all the breakfasts in the morning tastes awful. Lunch and Dinner makes up for most of the food.

THE MOST MEMORABLE DAY WAS THE DAY AT THE WAX MUSEUM. AGH IT WAS SO FUN. However, the awards for the best wax people goes to three people.

1. Maria
2. Joel
3. Janyce

Sadly, I didnt bring presents for you three. I hope you dont mind

Overall, I learned alot from this trip. It was really fun, thanks to everyone from group A and Group B.

Well, before I decide to end this post...

DOMO

Gozaimasu XD