DAY 28

It was supposed to rain today but it didn’t, so Anglia and 5 others decided to exploit the nice weather by going out (read: to Xinghai Park). First stop was Yoshinoya for lunch. I must say, the beef bowl here tastes better than Singapore’s. I contemplated getting a second bowl but decided against it.





To get to Xinghai Park we had to take the electric tram which is exclusively driven by ladies. My friends theorized this is because ladies are bad drivers; they can thus only drive the tram which has tracks to follow. I beg to differ. But more importantly, one should observe where the tram station is located. We had to line up in the middle of the road with cars zooming and honking by the side. Oh the terror.






After 6 stations worth of standing, we finally arrived at Xinghai Park.







To my delight, we went on the Ferris wheel. To my horror, the wheel made creepy creaking noises as we moved up at a snail’s pace. As much as I was trying to enjoy the ride, my fear of height got the better of me and I couldn’t help but be spastic when we reached the peak.







We moved on to stroll by the beach where I spotted a huge playful Malamute. The little girl reminded me of my younger self because bouncy as she was, the dogs almost always ignored her when she threw the ball for them to fetch.



Upon reaching the infamous Xinghai Square, I received a call from home. Like finally. Mom claimed she couldn’t call before because she forgot to dial the last 2 numbers. We talked for a minute or two before I set off to be snap-happy at the Square though my camera’s battery was running low. Trust me to forget to charge it.


First attempt at climbing the slope resulted in me embarrassingly sliding down.


Went to the opposite slope and proudly managed to sit steadily at the tip after frantic clawing at the floor and putting pressure on my feet.













We spent a good 3 hours playing at the slope and snapping away.







As the sun sank deeper, our stomachs growled that it was time for dinner. On our way to the tram station, we stopped to observe an elderly lady writing on the floor with a big brush and water from the pond. I couldn’t understand what she was writing but the scene itself was poetic enough. How long has she been using the tiles as canvas and water as ink?




The day ended with us going to Carrefour to get yet more snacks and having dinner at KFC. I was delighted to see Carrefour carrying Dars chocolate.