I just had my first poo three days after leaving for Singapore.
FIRST DAY(4th march)
The plane ride was a good one, really had a good time sleeping, everybody was all excited and all ready to jump on board the plane. As for me, i had many uncertainties before boarding the plane, i was wondering to myself, Is'nt one and half month a little too long?! Cant i back out now?! what if i had to stuff myself with dog meat everyday for lunch and fried insects for breakfast!? As i sat in the car to the airport, there was this awkward silence, in my heart, i knew how much i'm going to miss my mother. As i reached the airport, my mother said her last prayer over me. As we reached the GuangZhou airport, to transit to WuHan, the freezing cold wind just brushed against my face as i walked out of the plane. From that moment, i knew i had to either enjoy the experience or live a life full of regrets for the next few months. As for the airport in China, it is huge. By the time we reached Wuhan University, it was sunset. We fed our grumpy stomachs with our first touch of local delights in the canteen which was about to close. the moment we stepped into the canteen, the eyes of the workers started to open wide, as hope has arrived to pull them through the great recession. The canteen was filled with smell of kerosene and floor that was covered with oil, it was probably the most hazarous place in the whole campus. It was the first time, i ate Bao that was cooked with oil, how weird can the food get, i wonder.
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