even blogger is banned in China?

hmmm.

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It was supposed to be an exciting and risky adventure but i suppose living in a lap of luxury (once in a while) isn't too bad.

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Am i disillusioned?

why do i fail to be attracted by the glitzy lights, the touristy famous attractions, the fancy big restaurants, the endless shopping districts? Why do i think majority of the things are overhyped? Why am i (instead) drawn by those tram rides, those small back alleys, the race-horse booking outlets, vegetable stores, fish markets, random townsfolk walking around living their normal lives?

Why?

(and why am i so happy that people actually very gladly allow their photos to be taken?)

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I went into H&M and came out empty handed-

have no idea why everyone was sweeping things into their clothes baskets as if they were going for $5 or less (no they weren't)

If it shopping only i doubt i'd ever come here.

Hope i have better luck tomorrow.

At least the streets/people are endearing.

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Safety above everything-

Just visiting there- for what, five minutes? Gave me a explainable feeling of fear;

luckily (i made the right choice).

if not possibly i could have some Nigerian come up to me and call me 'hey baby' again.

Peh.

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An extremely bizarre feeling-

the streets are different, so are the people;

but not so strange, not unlike the other parts that i've seen;

when people open their mouths, it makes me like i'm in Hongkong (which i was not);

It's scary-

In five years time, no, maybe even three-

who knows what things there could look like?