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... s no power outlet in the room so we had to run a lead down the corridor for Mac's machine
C. Mac burnt himself getting water for his machine and said a very naughty English word so loudly I heard him in the cabin
D. The man on the top bunk snores
E. It was midnight and I was still scratching
F. The name "soft sleeper" is a misnomer
G. We can't close the cabin door because of the power cord so the noise and light of the corridor is a feature of the room
H. The ...
... puffs to indicate our deep knowledge of this thing, people would literally U-turn their motorbikes to see us holding this thing. Our intention wasn’t even to really smoke it—we just wanted to lure old people in to hang out with us because they’re really interesting. Instead, we got a few teenagers who initially sat across from us staring until they garnered the courage to talk. They spoke no English, so they engaged us in Chinese and promptly sat next to us.
As it turns out, the environmentalist and food activists alike are concerned with us people too. They only use a different lens, focusing in on our mis-treatment of the earth as the source of the problem. The current debate with in the food rights community is about re-evaluating our approach to creating food and eating in an attempt to both resolve the damage to the earth and to address the social and economical repercussions of a ...
... we spotted the same C61 going downhill and were happy to be ferried back to town by the same familiar crew.
It was not just us who came down but the rain as well. And this downpour was more tropical in nature and within a few minutes mini water pools had formed in the city. V's troubles with his water absorbing shoes began again. The area around the hostel had plenty of shoe stores (some even selling top hiking brands), but we could not find a good ...
Every Wednesday here at YNNU, there is a local gathering of English students in one of the university's squares. Its called English quarter, where local students go to practice their Chinese. We had been the previous week, to mix and mingle with the locals.
This time when we arrived, the organisers heard we were from New Zealand and forced us to sing an English song for them. We reluctantly agreed, and sang God Defend ...