02/15/10
The Chinese New Year festivities continue. I head over to a cousin’s house and spend some time with her and her mom, both of whom I haven’t seen in a while. We have lunch together and by late afternoon, Auntie and I head to China Town. I had heard from a good friend of mine that there is a lot to see and plenty to eat there. Thinking about it, I rarely ever go to China Town, but I’ve never been there for Chinese New Year before. So, I decided to head there to check out and see what was in store.
I had asked Auntie how she would like to travel there and to my surprise she said she wanted to go by bus. It was the best and most certain way she knew of getting there on a day like today. So—off we go, Auntie and niece, by way of a bus. The first bus we were able to catch was rather unpleasant. Not only was it one of those non air-conditioned ones with fans that didn’t really work, but there was only one seat left at the front of the bus. I let my Auntie take the seat, of course. The driver then told me that I could sit on the compartment next to her seat. This thing was like a box that perhaps contained the engine of the bus. It was big and hot. I had figured that was probably what it was, but I sat down anyway. It was better than standing. After what seemed like forever, another two seats became available and I made to move, quickly. Auntie followed right behind me.
We got off about halfway to China Town to take a connection on another bus. This happened to be right in front of the Mandarin Hotel in town. As we waited for our connection, I couldn’t help but stand there being flushed with memories. You see, a dear friend of mine lives at the hotel. So many things have happened in this place—good and not so good. And, if I were to be so honest with myself, I’m not so sure if we are still friends. But alas, that’s a completely different story. Sigh.
Finally, our bus arrives and we take it the rest of the way to China Town. The streets are closed off for several blocks. It’s been a while since I’ve last come here and the place is (as expected) full of people. There are vendors everywhere selling food, drinks, clothes, food, accessories, food, keepsakes, and more food! Ah how I love going to these kinds of festivals! It’s all about culture and enjoyment.
Let me tell you a secret. I love chestnuts like you wouldn’t believe. I could eat them everyday. Some of my closest girlfriends know how much I love them that they like to pick on me about it. There were a lot of chestnuts being sold in China Town. As a matter of fact, my friend who had told me of the festivities there said that when she saw the chestnuts, she immediately thought of me. There were so many chestnut vendors that I was in chestnut heaven! The problem was—which vendor should I buy from? (@_@)
Auntie left within a couple of hours and I am then joined by one of my girlfriends. After a few hours of eating and shopping, I was greatly satisfied and was ready to head on home. I have had a fulfilling New Year. Gong Xi Fa Cai everyone!
The Chinese New Year festivities continue. I head over to a cousin’s house and spend some time with her and her mom, both of whom I haven’t seen in a while. We have lunch together and by late afternoon, Auntie and I head to China Town. I had heard from a good friend of mine that there is a lot to see and plenty to eat there. Thinking about it, I rarely ever go to China Town, but I’ve never been there for Chinese New Year before. So, I decided to head there to check out and see what was in store.
I had asked Auntie how she would like to travel there and to my surprise she said she wanted to go by bus. It was the best and most certain way she knew of getting there on a day like today. So—off we go, Auntie and niece, by way of a bus. The first bus we were able to catch was rather unpleasant. Not only was it one of those non air-conditioned ones with fans that didn’t really work, but there was only one seat left at the front of the bus. I let my Auntie take the seat, of course. The driver then told me that I could sit on the compartment next to her seat. This thing was like a box that perhaps contained the engine of the bus. It was big and hot. I had figured that was probably what it was, but I sat down anyway. It was better than standing. After what seemed like forever, another two seats became available and I made to move, quickly. Auntie followed right behind me.
We got off about halfway to China Town to take a connection on another bus. This happened to be right in front of the Mandarin Hotel in town. As we waited for our connection, I couldn’t help but stand there being flushed with memories. You see, a dear friend of mine lives at the hotel. So many things have happened in this place—good and not so good. And, if I were to be so honest with myself, I’m not so sure if we are still friends. But alas, that’s a completely different story. Sigh.
Finally, our bus arrives and we take it the rest of the way to China Town. The streets are closed off for several blocks. It’s been a while since I’ve last come here and the place is (as expected) full of people. There are vendors everywhere selling food, drinks, clothes, food, accessories, food, keepsakes, and more food! Ah how I love going to these kinds of festivals! It’s all about culture and enjoyment.
Let me tell you a secret. I love chestnuts like you wouldn’t believe. I could eat them everyday. Some of my closest girlfriends know how much I love them that they like to pick on me about it. There were a lot of chestnuts being sold in China Town. As a matter of fact, my friend who had told me of the festivities there said that when she saw the chestnuts, she immediately thought of me. There were so many chestnut vendors that I was in chestnut heaven! The problem was—which vendor should I buy from? (@_@)
Auntie left within a couple of hours and I am then joined by one of my girlfriends. After a few hours of eating and shopping, I was greatly satisfied and was ready to head on home. I have had a fulfilling New Year. Gong Xi Fa Cai everyone!
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