Man Shanghai was crazy… both good and bad.There’s too much to write, and I’m too lazy, so I’ll just give the highlights. Sorry about the lack of posts. Internet at my hotel was as bad as Kwame Brown.

I don’t think that Tiffany, or any girl in the world, seems to know the meaning of packing light. When we decided to share a suitcase for our short trip, I thought that we would have more than enough room to fit both our clothes. But when I went into my room to grab my bare essentials and came back out again, Tiff had already managed to pack her entire life in there. I write about this only because my mother, and my sister, and my grandmother, all act the same way. Have they watched “Up in the Air?” 

The city was just as fun as it was during spring break. My uncle was nice enough to get us a hotel, and my cousin Wen took us out to dinner a few times. Thank you family! It was also great hanging out with all the Shanghai interns, and going to M2 (since it was being remodeled last time).

The low point on the trip came Friday, when I was literally in bed all day because I looked and felt like death.

Here are some crappy photos. Better ones (with me in it) are on tiffany and dustin’s cameras.

Video of the Inside of Australia to come.

The Chinese Pavillion was FREAKING BIG

Looked AWESOME but nothing’s worth a 5 hour wait.

My boy Taiwan.