A True Story About Alzheimer’s, Family & Getting Lost In China
Knocks on the door at 3:00AM are always bad news.
I Am Sick And Tired Of Travelling
“Can I take a photo with you?”
Her bright, young eyes, full of enthusiasm and wonder, looked into my jaded ones. I remember having eyes filled with sunshine like hers. Now they’re just tired and disenchanted; tired of travelling and disenchanted at the phlegm-spitting, queue-cutting, rude, and conflicting country that I am finally leaving.
The Truth Is, I Didn’t Enjoy Travelling China. Here’s Why
I have a problem with travelling, it’s never enough. One month in the Middle East left me wanting more, four months in the US was too short and nine months in New Zealand should’ve lasted nine more.
But three weeks in southern China? Too damn freaking long. I left the country disenchanted, fatigued, and desperate for home.