In China

The confession of the really far-of-post teenaged not-that-drama king

This isn’t a re-beginning (oh yes, you would understand such nonsense if you somehow sympathetically follow this blog from its very first day) of any regular content update. My Facebook doesn’t work as it supposes to do. Resulting in a fact that I have lost a place to share my photos and stories with friends. So I guess before the situation reveals itself a proper solution, my narcissism has got to stick with the good ol’ WordPress.

One more little notice: since I’ve decided from now on, this WordPress will be written in English (to serve some of my far future intentions, which world domination is also included…). So you guys, have mercy, I know most of you would love to read in VNese.

Ho Chi Minh City

Airport sometimes can be an interesting place to look around. I didn't really pursue much of a sight-seeing tour in TSN airport since I have had the history of catching everything in a nick of time. But this occasion is different. I went with considerate people, and more importantly, they lent me a good camera. So hell why shouldn't I look around instead of seating like an emo-statue in the terminal?

Communication, how significant is it in a travel? Wouldn't it be better if you can speak Martian when you go to Mars, or even Elvish when you go to New Zealand (I mean, Middle Earth)? "Bonjour, vous êtes bad-ass" and any Parisians would give you a big warm hug and take you straight to Mc Donald's (well, not really). But it is important nonetheless. The travel will be so much easier if you can speak the language which unfortunately, I couldn't in both of this time and the last time I was aboard. What a shame, Nhat! How many times do I have to tell you USA is not the world and Chinese will soon be the dominant language (in every figurative ways).

Vietnam Airline isn't bad at all, in my opinion. I mean, despite the fact that most of their air hostesses are applying for Miss Grumpy Contest, the food is good. And for me, life's good when tummy's good.

This is the second time I travel aboard. The last time it was a tour in Thailand. The kind of tour offers you nothing but how bad modern transportation can alternate thousands years of human struggle for daily's time deliberation. Unless you wanna have a relaxing getaway, I would suggest to plan your own tour before taking off. This China trip, somebody did that for us. And she is an expert traveller in China. But you know what, she can speak Chinese, too! How great is that!... Well, it's really great, ok?

Okay, after 2 hours of airplane and 30 minutes of cold-faced customia allergy, we have already arrived in Guangzhou, China, a.k.a, Land of the Pictograph. From right to left: a mordern woman in anxiety, check; another modern woman in greater anxiety, check; a modern man in too much anxiety that he can't be anxious anymore, check; a not-yet decided woman, check (and an invisible man, check!). Alright, the Desperate House-Tourists is ready to show... in later entries.

 

That’s it for today. See you tomorrow, when we are actually in China.

All of the photos were taken by Canon 550D except the last one, which was shot by Olympus digital camera.