My Middle Finger Likes You

Ch.66| Field Trips with Fam

I am currently in Hong Kong, and this is my 3rd day since I've arrived here. I've got loads of shits I've gotta tell and it's something worth hearing alright. Or maybe not.

1. Food

My friends asked me, "How much did you spend on shopping?"

And the 'shopping' I knew means 'buying clothes'. However, because I'm travelling with the WHOLE family, and it literally means WHOLE (as in my 3 uncles, 3 aunts, and their whole damn family), shopping meant a different meaning, it means 'buying food'. Not only that my parents can't really take control in where we should go, and instead my aunt's husband do(it's kind of a system applied to my whole fam), and he loves food.

Oh, hell, yes. Let's say we just had lunch, with our tummies full, and our appetite fulfilled, but not him. The next moment he found a food stall (either it's 5 mins or 1 min later), you'll see him buy more of those food. It never ends. Even when you enter a shopping mall, you'll see us carry a small bag of roasted pork in our hands.

LIKE BRO I NEED TO POOP, GIVE MY DIGESTIVE SYSTEMS  A SECOND TO REST WILL YOU.

And that's the reason why I've gotten sick of HK's food.

2. Sore legs.

I'm not very sporty, neither my legs. Since summer holiday starts I've been cooped up in my room 24/7 with my laptop on my hand and me lying on my stomach. The next day we went to HK, my family told me that they are broke, and they should save money for shopping instead of taxis. So, they decided for us to walk all day under the scorching heat of HK.

This is the 3rd day, I'm pretty sure my toes are broken and my heels are turning blue.

I'm done, man.

3. Nights

The first night in HK, I got it real bad. In the middle of the night, I was awaken because of my stomachache. My mom didn't have any medicine for me, nor did she figure
out wtf is wrong with my stomach (aren't moms supposed to be pyschics?). I had the longest night I've ever experienced in my whole life. Next morning, turned out the problem was that I hadn't poop for days, so mom had to force-chug me loads of fruits.

2nd night in HK, I slept between my dad and my sister. In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes to see that my dad's face and my face were near enough for us to kiss, I started to feel disgusted and turn around. Instead, now my face and my sis' face were close enough for us to kiss.
Like, GUYS I CAN'T EVEN TURN AROUND LEISURELY, I DON'T WANNA SMOOCH YO GUYS FACE. YO WANT ME TO STARE AT THE CEILING THE WHOLE NIGHT, HUH.

4. HK Folks

The people I've met so far are rude, ignorant and revolting.

Pls note that they are not speaking in english ⬇️

Bro: Excuse me, is this restaurant open yet?

Waiter: No, no.

Bro: When will this be open? We want to eat here.

Waiter: 8 o'clock.

Bro: *looks at time* *confused*

Bro: Mom, she said that it's 8 o'clock, but my clock says right now is 8.

Aunt: Well, maybe you heard it wrong? Ask once again.

Bro: *to the waiter* Um what did you just say? Can you repeat again?

Waiter: NO! WE ARE CLOSE. CLOSE.

Bro: ...

Aunt: Let's just wait for her to open up the restaurant.

Bro: ...

Me: the waiter is so rude. Sheesh.

5 mins later...

Bro: *looks at the waiter* *made eye contact*

Waiter: I SAID WE ARE CLOSE. SHOOO!

Bro: Wha--? I didn't even said anything!

Aunt: Oh my God. How could she do that?

Me: Rude.

Mom: I know. We technically wanted to give her money, doesn't she want it?

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Anyway, the whole trip so far is weird. It's not satisfying except for the part where I bought 2 figurines for my anime collection.

I'll be staying 2 more weeks in HK and Macau. Let's just hope that I'll not get bored to death.