Okay. Whew. Sorry everybody, just been swamped. I am back in da states, but have a TON of work to do. The next time I can catch up on everything will probably be around spring break, or maybe summer. Not kidding.
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
So! I had a .....I will be back to complete this post. Never mind, sorry everyone, i forgot. Someday I will remember
Diorama. A word with die in it, but it can still be truly awesome. At the bridge museum I just went to, there were dioramas of entire cities. I really want to do dollhousing now... I wish I had more spare time, cause I have too many habits that I wanna do, but don't have enough time to do. I got this enormous bale of cotton to spin, but don't have time to do that and read, and do cross-stitching, and knitting, and virtual school, and see the city / explore. The days are just packed! I wish that I didn't have to do Flvs, and when I get back to America, that I didn't have so much homework as I will. Ah well. You can't have everything in life. Except you should have cookies! But I can't, 'cause I don't have a oven. Poop.
But my garden is going great! I have tons of plants now, and they're all doing well. I had to take some down for a recent typhoon, but everything's fine now. My vines are going great guns, and there have been several flowers lately. There is something exciting going on! We went to Taiwan yesterday. Except technically, I only went to Jinmen, an island owned by Taiwan. We went on a ferry, and only spent about 10 minutes on Jinmen, because the only reason we went in the first place was to renew our visas. We went out of the country, to Taiwan.
And the day before yesterday, we went to the bridge museum! it was part of a bridge. I shall post some photos.... It was awesome. It was holding up the bridge an had dioramas everywhere and an enormous elevator and some spiral staircase I am working on science. I didn't go to caligraghy.
Life is going on. I can walk now. I signed up for science. I went to caligraphy clas.
So. Emily ran down and got a taxi, I hopped down the stairs with Mod, and Katie gathered our stuff. While we were going down the stairs, a Chinese lady from upstairs was coming down. She spoke excellent English and said she would come to the hospital with us, another stroke of luck. We went to the hospital where I sat with Katie and mom and Henos (the Chinese lady) to get stuff worked out. They took me to a room and numbed/examined the wound. Around this time my dad came in with the translator from the bus he had ridden on, so we now had three people who spoke english and Chinese. Yay ! We had to go and get and x-ray upstairs (meanwhile, the translator left). I got x-rays, which showed my bone to be okay, except for a few bone fragments. I then sat for a while with the anaesthetic wearing off, while things got figured out. We went to get stitches.
This bit was really painful, because the anaesthetic had worn off and they couldn't give me more. I got 6 stitches, waited for meds, and left in a taxi with crutches. I am stuck inside. You know what deja vu is, right? Well that is what I am currently experiencing. I gashed my foot open. Again. Except worse. And with a cleaver.
It was a lovely day. It was sunny and windy, making it pretty, yet not too hot. I decided that I was going to make soup for my dad, who was coming home today, back from a tour of china. I put in noodles, and seasonings, and decided that zucchini would be good in it. I tried using the little knife first, but when it didn't work very well, had to use the cleaver. It isn't a true cleaver; it isn't that big, but is still about 3 inches wide and 6 inches long, and, because it is made out of cheap metal, was very sharp. Once I finished, I thought I should put some garlic in it, so I peeled some. I bent down to put the skins in the garbage and some part of me bumped the handle of the knife, causing it to fall off the counter and onto my pinkie toe. It sliced it lengthwise, to the bone, but luckily didn't hit it. Chaos ensued, needless to say. It was heightened by the fact that we didn't speak Chinese. But now my fingers are tired, so I shall explain the rest later. | AuthorRosie ArchivesFebruary 2011 Categories |
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