Saturday, August 06, 2005

feeling peaky.

Oh man, where do I begin? I'm so tired from travelling - London-Prague-Berlin-Prague-London-HK, and I'll be home sometime mid next week.

In HK using the internet cafe, and it's DREADFULLY hot, but nothing beats the 40deg weather I went through in Prague. That was simply awful! But if it hadn't been for the heat, my dad and I would have never escaped on the spur of the moment to the cooler climate of Berlin and Berlin was gorgeous. But I forgot to bring my camera charger though, so that was pretty booboo.

And speaking about carelessness, I lost my balance on the escalator in London Victoria while trying to handle my heavy luggages, and I fell quite a number of steps. What a Lynne thing to do right? Luckily, my dad was standing below and caught me before I tumbled headlong ala Jack and Jill. Escaped unhurt apart from a mild sprain of my foot. And a huge chunk of my pride left on the steps of London Victoria.

Ohhhhhh another one of the 'Lynne things' I did, was to forget my travel pass in Berlin on the last day, and I kept going on and on about how easy it was to cheat on public transport (it's built on a trust system, more on that next time), and guess what? Plain-clothed bobbies came into our carriage and checked us. Wunderschon. They wanted us to pay 40euros for the fine, which is about 80 Sing dollars. My dad was livid, and after 10minutes of wrangling with them, we came to a compromise and paid for a day pass. Actually, I think it was because my dad was repeating himself "But we're tourists! We're not trying to cheat you! Call the hotel, they will vouch for us!" only about 10000000 times that they got fed-up and let it go. So, dad's constant nagging endless repeated reminders throughout the trip "I tell you how many times already, look before you cross the road!" or "Lynne, I tell you how many times already, don't do anything else when you're on the escalator!" was a blessing in disguise.

Oh and I got us lost somewhere in Berlin too. Eh heh heh.

HK is cluttered, confusing, claustrophobic. I'm not so sure I really fancy HK, and the shopping isn't that great at all. I haven't actually bought a single item of clothing/accessory *GASP* but I've been eating the local food, which is SCRUMPLICIOUS and the lo bak kou (carrot cake) is simply amazing, can't get enough of it!

Now, I'm at the Peak of Hong Kong. Dunno what Peak lah, I only know I'm somewhere very high up in HK and it's super hot here and the WHOLE WORLD is staring at me blogging (YES I'm talking to you, you, the one standing behind me, reading every word I type, just GO AWAY if you can understand English. Wooops. Maybe you can't. "Zhou gai!") which is immensely irritating, not to mention the shrill conversations held in Cantonese. Ack.

Okay, the Father aka the Person who's holding the purse-strings says it's time to go. He says we can go eat tim sum now, yeay!

xxx

she procrastinated @ 16:42 |

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I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator.

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sibling angst2
spector dan
spunky tian
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teeny wee-nee
weeeee, leonard!
yangtze yang'en

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mulling over

"One is wicked, because one see things clearly." - Beaumarchais's Le nozze di Figaro.

And there were phlegmatic souls.