You know...
Holidays = Miss school
School = Miss holiday
Therefore I conclude Man is truly never happy.
Taking myself as an example, I was overjoyed to go to Hong Kong but because we were operating on such a tight schedule (as shown below):
6.30am- Wake up and get dressed
7.00am- Board tour bus
7.00-12.00pm- travel around to different scenic locations. Sleep on bus for extra nap time
12.00-12.45pm- Hurried lunch
1.00pm- Back on bus. Travel some more yadayadayada
5.00pm- Rush to catch ferry to Macau
5.30pm- Barely made it in time
6.30pm- Arrive in Macau.
7.00pm- Attempt to check into hotel but the lobby is full of old men smoking and it smells TERRIBLE and the person at the front desk is speaking in really horrible English *quells desire to stab him in the face*
8.00pm- Finally check in and go out to roam the streets and find dinner somewhere
9.00pm- Dad is still taking pictures. The rest of us are squatting at the side of te walkway dozing off
9.30pm- Everyone protests. We start waiting at some Shanghainese restaurant so we can get dinner (Dad refuses to eat at the porridge place next door even though it's not crowded)
10.00pm- Get a seat and falls asleep / starts drooling on the table
11.00pm- Attempt to get back to the hotel by memory after we lost the map of the city
Around 12am- Reach the hotel. Thank God.
1am- Sleep!!
And the cycle repeats again....
So it was very taxing on all of us and we didn't enjoy ourselves as much. But don't get me wrong, it was still fun. I just hope that I get more free time next time :/
