Ah-ha!

I remember! I was going to talk about Gulangu. So. We went to Gulangu, the island really close to Xiamen, a litttle tourist-y place, with lots of old buildings, et cetera. With the students. All ten of them, my dad and me. We went to a giant statue in the morning then wandered around. We ate lunch at a little place with oyster omelettes (misspelled, I know). Yum! It was pretty good, not the best. So we then went to a huge rock with a great view, then wandered more, split up and pod and I had ice cream. More Yum! We went home and ate dinner at a delicious noodle place. Everything went well! Oodles of fun. Or at least oodles of fun until I get sick a day later, puke twice, 5 heaves, can't eat or drink for a day without puking and get a dehydration fever, along with 7 of the students and my dad. Yeah. Not so fun, though at least a couple of the students didn't get sick, or weren't too bad. That turns the little place we ate at into definetly not the best, and fullfils the 'You lose some' part of the equasion