Flea market never fails to lift the corners of my lips. I shall not say the obvious(details of shopping) but the weather was hyper warm. Both laogong and I were like ice being put in oven the entire trip. I saw the bag I loved very long ago, with a price of $5. The amazing fact? I did not buy.
After two and a half hours of quality survey, I suddenly sensed something amiss. It was like all blood in me was flowing in the opposite direction. So I moved away from the crowd in search of fresh air(erm under the trees?). It did not improve the situation at all, so I planted myself on one of the chairs and took deep breaths. Now why were there chairs is a mystery. Perhaps for tired shoppers? Yet echoes started, well, echoing in my ears despite my clear vision. Or was it?
Lucky for me laogong bought back coke from the nearest Long John's. According to her my face was as white as sheet. I felt as if somebody has just thrown a snowball at my face. It felt cold. To my surprise, two ladies came over and asked if I was alright, and offered me some medicated oil. Thanks to the drink and the oil, my face regained its blush very soon after that.
It's indeed consoling that amidst heated competition and the drive towards success among people, there's still warmth lingering around. Just a "what happened to you" "are you alright" can do wonders. One of the ladies told me it was probably heat stroke, which I thought was quite true indeed. Baking under the sun was never fun. Most not so this time. Thanks laogong and you two ladies(though I'm sure you won't read this). You ladies are most wonderful! Charm is not because of superficial appeal but the purity of your heart and sincerity. Thank you you charming ladies:)
It rained when we wanted to get out of Cine, so we took the route to Taka instead since it was sheltered. On the way we went into Esprit, and came out with, of course nothing. We kept walking until we wanted to go home, and stopped by Lucky Plaza McD for an ice-cream, when I nearly screamed in my seat when I saw the clock hanging on the wall.
It said "6:50pm".
Me:"OHMYGOD. Am I looking at the right time?"
Laogong turned and saw it.
Me:"Hostel dinner ends at 7 eh."
Laogong:"Sure anot that's the right time? Check the phones!"
Then she flipped open her flip phone, it said "6:47pm"
Laogong:"Whoa we walked for... two and a half hours?! Walking non-stop for two and a half hours? Whoa like that we dunnid to worry about 2.4 already!"
As shown from the above convo, both of us were amazed and stunned by how fast time past, as well as our ability to walk non-stop. Non-stop for two and a half hours without a tinge of tiredness.
Looks like shopaholism is indeed inborn.
