This has been going so fast. I am right now sitting in the courtyard of my Xining hostel. Look how nice it looks:
They offer tours where you can be intoxicated by rape flowers.
Halfway through my trip to China!
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Quick Recap of Macau, China
I will be posting tons of details and photos later on. But for now, a quick recap.
How long was I in Macau? 44 hours
Is it actually “Macau” or “Macao”? I am glad you asked. I have seen it spelled as both and you just gave me the perfect way to have both spellings in here for web searches.
Where did I stay? Hotel Lisboa. I picked it because I loved the way it looked. My impression of Macau before I got here was that it looked more like Reno than Las Vegas. Judging from the area outside my hotel, I nailed it.
How much was my hotel? $267.84 USD. I just had to do it. It was totally worth it.
How much money did I spend in addition to my hotel? $433 HKD = $55.85 USD
What did I spend that on?
Travel Day From New York to Hong Kong: No Sleep Since Brooklyn
My flight was horrific because all flights are horrific. Or at least they are for me because I cannot sleep on flights. Not only can I not sleep, I can’t even keep my eyes closed. It drives me insane. Then on trips like this one, where my door to door commute was 27 hours, my brain just gives out. It is so physically and emotionally draining to be awake for that long. To not even be able to focus or concentrate on anything because you cannot even keep your eyes shut. I did a lot of writing about how “NEVER AGAIN” and to consider finally taking that cross country trip on a Greyhound bus, just to be able to say I did, instead of flying to Asia ever again.
Then of course, we land in Tokyo for my layover. I was so excited walking up the ramp “I AM IN JAPAN!” I had been off the plane for less than two minutes and I was already mentally planning to come back so I could see JAPAN! So much for never again torturing myself with another flight of death.
Two Weeks Until China!
GAAAAAAAAH. I am not ready to go and I no longer want to go. Do not fear though, I experience this before EVERY trip I take. I always melt down before I go and wish I had not taken on such a huge project. Then I get there and I forget I ever felt that way until I go back home and see these weird and foreign whines in my diary.
I could psychoanalyze myself and tell you why I do this, or you could join me in ignoring me and together, we can move on from this.
I am still not going to post my updated itinerary because OH HEY GUESS WHAT? Just yesterday I flipped a coin to see about changing it. The coin said no, but I do not agree with it. So maybe I will change it again tonight. Or tomorrow. Or every day until I leave.