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Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.

Monday, March 21, 2005

I am going to China with my mom and Mela.


There, I’ve said it. Because I would like to think that our plans are already jinx-proof enough to say it out loud.


After all, my visa will be released tomorrow, my mom have our tickets and I’ve learned a few Mandarin words like “Duo jiao tien?” (How much?). I’m proud to say that I’ve used all connections that I have so that I could get a credit card before I leave. Hopefully, they'll give it tomorrow.


I feel like bursting every single day that passes because it means I’m a day closer to Saturday. I’ve bought a copy of Fodor’s Beijing and Shanghai. Proper caring for books be damned, I intend to use it so I’ll write on it.



I will see the Great Wall and the Forbidden City. I will shop in Shenzen and Shanghai. I will haggle, haggle, haggle. Eat dimsum and drink tea in an authentic Chinese resto.


The only thing I couldn’t do there is ride a bike. But that’s alright, I’ll just take photographs of Mela doing it for me.


I’ve checked Yahoo! Weather every day, and the lowest temperature of Beijing is 9 degree Celsius. Bought plenty of thick socks.


The first thing that I’m going to do there is buy a postcard and send it to this editor who ever since learned that we’re going became more excited than us. Mela suggested that we write a simple checklist showing that we followed all his advice.


Oh, China, I hope you're ready for me.