Disclaimer: The content in normal font is the original text from the journal I wrote on this trip when I was eleven, and my comments from current 22-year-old me has about younger me’s writing are italicized.
We arrived at the hotel, but our rooms weren’t ready yet. We had breakfast at the hotel in a buffet. I like these. The food was good. We got settled in to our hotel after we found out where everything was. We were on our own. My aunt and I went into stores to see. We had some kid follow us in and out of stores. He looked like he could have had a mental disability. He was probably attracted to my hair of backpack. Ok Alyx. In the morning, we went to a school for people with mental disabilities. They sang, danced, and even taught us how to do some of the stuff they did. I remember the room and some faces. I remember not doing well at the things they tried to teach us. We went back home, aunt tracy went to an internet café before we went to a dumpling banquet. This is the part ive been waiting for! There were all kinds of dumplings. That’s it? This was one of the best experiences of the trip. I have yet to find any dumplings anywhere else that even come close to par. I was hoping I could get at least the name of this place to go back to but that’s cool…I will have to find another place I guess. I do remember what the interior looked like, and where we were sitting, but I don’t remember anything else so that is really helpful. Not. On our way home we passed an icecream place. I had a strawberry cone and aunt tracy had chocolate. Buffets, Cararmel Macchiatos and Ice Cream. We decided not to take a shower now because we didn’t really do anything dirty and we were way too tired. I slept well and it was probably hard for aunt tracy to wake me up. That was always a feat.