i have a lot to blog about. was it mrs. worthington who said summarizing would be important?
wow, i learned something else from her besides punching holes in papers w/ pencils.
LIMITED PICTURES, ON ACCOUNT OF LAZINESS AND MOST OF THEM ARE IN MY UNCLE'S CAMERA. :)
wow, i learned something else from her besides punching holes in papers w/ pencils.
LIMITED PICTURES, ON ACCOUNT OF LAZINESS AND MOST OF THEM ARE IN MY UNCLE'S CAMERA. :)
so i spent the last week in the peoples' republic of china, picking heaping bags of lychees and buying fake chanel purses. xD
a lot of things happened, and i could say it all, but i'm not up for novel-long posts (it's summer, of course, hahaha.) so, i think i'll just say one thing each day.
last friday, on arrival, we got to catch fish. most restaurants in china, or atleast where we were, keep the seafood very fresh by keeping them alive in little pools in little huts beside the restaurant. my uncle caught the one we were going to eat, squirming, eeeeeeee, lemme go kinda deal, and then the cook headed off to the kitchen with it to chop its head off. thennnnnnnnn, (xD), we got to net some. they're just klunky like catfish or something, but they're so fast.
last saturday, we met my uncle stanley's new dogs: beef, big b, and small b. i think, they, as themselves, have let me decided that dogs are one of my favorite animals, not as fluffy cute pets, but as loyal companions. we brought beef along to pick lychees in my uncle gary's lychee field, rachel and i climbing like monkeys up the trees, picking, mostly eating. lychee monster. end of the day, headed to shenzhen, which is south of the town we were in before.
sunday, the shopping in shenzhen is NUTS. there are little shops in the malls tucked away that sell real designer stuff. i got a vivienne westwood bag for about USD $12 and other stuff...
monday, we went to window of the world. ohmygoodness.
a lot of things happened, and i could say it all, but i'm not up for novel-long posts (it's summer, of course, hahaha.) so, i think i'll just say one thing each day.
last friday, on arrival, we got to catch fish. most restaurants in china, or atleast where we were, keep the seafood very fresh by keeping them alive in little pools in little huts beside the restaurant. my uncle caught the one we were going to eat, squirming, eeeeeeee, lemme go kinda deal, and then the cook headed off to the kitchen with it to chop its head off. thennnnnnnnn, (xD), we got to net some. they're just klunky like catfish or something, but they're so fast.
last saturday, we met my uncle stanley's new dogs: beef, big b, and small b. i think, they, as themselves, have let me decided that dogs are one of my favorite animals, not as fluffy cute pets, but as loyal companions. we brought beef along to pick lychees in my uncle gary's lychee field, rachel and i climbing like monkeys up the trees, picking, mostly eating. lychee monster. end of the day, headed to shenzhen, which is south of the town we were in before.
sunday, the shopping in shenzhen is NUTS. there are little shops in the malls tucked away that sell real designer stuff. i got a vivienne westwood bag for about USD $12 and other stuff...
monday, we went to window of the world. ohmygoodness.
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all of the sculptures were miniature versions, all of them famous structures from around the world, like the l'arc de triomphe, the sphinx, st. mark's square in venice. there were belly dancers too, which was probably the most awkward thing in my life. XD
next day, spent the day at a mall where there are five levels, like 120 shops/level, all selling fake designer stuff. most shops' stuff were terrible, but super cheap, and there was this one store that was pretty good. grade A fake chanel, look just like the real thing, can't tell. when i went to bed that night, overwhelming guilt washed over me, because having a copy, trying to copy beautiful mind's own creation, never makes me want to see the darned thing ever again. i don't even want to look at all that stupid stuff anymore. ralph lauren seems to be just fine, for now. i think i'll recover, but whenever i see all those gucci, miu miu, louis vuitton stores, i want to look the other way and cry. :|||
then, went north to canton province, and arrived at the most beautiful hotel i have ever been to in my life.
it's a resort hotel, so families were there, with a gym, huge pool, spa...buffet. xD
next day, we went to a safari park, i have to get off the computer soon, there were koalas and stinky elephants, okay, i'm getting off, hold onto your pants.
next day, spent the day at a mall where there are five levels, like 120 shops/level, all selling fake designer stuff. most shops' stuff were terrible, but super cheap, and there was this one store that was pretty good. grade A fake chanel, look just like the real thing, can't tell. when i went to bed that night, overwhelming guilt washed over me, because having a copy, trying to copy beautiful mind's own creation, never makes me want to see the darned thing ever again. i don't even want to look at all that stupid stuff anymore. ralph lauren seems to be just fine, for now. i think i'll recover, but whenever i see all those gucci, miu miu, louis vuitton stores, i want to look the other way and cry. :|||
then, went north to canton province, and arrived at the most beautiful hotel i have ever been to in my life.
next day, we went to a safari park, i have to get off the computer soon, there were koalas and stinky elephants, okay, i'm getting off, hold onto your pants.
1 comment:
DIDNT EVEN FINISH READING THIS. I GOT TO I GOT A VIVIENNE WESTWOOD BAD FOR 12 DOLLARS, AND I CRAPPED MY PANTS. a real vivienne westwood bag? i swear im going to steal it when you get home, so you better put it somewhere i cant find it. and the chanel bags may very well be real, ill check when you get home, but lots of people steal them off trucks, so it might be real.
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