What little time we have left

It always amazes me how quickly time passes when you have none to spare. I am, of course, trying to milk everything out of Chengdu while I still can and that includes running around to all those places I should have visited during my two year stay but somehow never did. Around here, parks (and bamboo) are essential so it was only natural that Melanie and I should sweat away an afternoon out in the green.



杜甫草堂 (tu fu cao tang) is as green as it gets, really, with far too many cross-roads and we walked for hours down paths that just never seemed to end. It's a poetry themed park and though I can't quite understand all that's written on the rocks down the Poetry Walk, I like to pretend that I do. We got lost, of course, it's only logical and the signs that recommended us to "make a dating in a musical platform" didn't really help. Still, I almost wish we hadn't found our way out.



I am not sure why I waited until my last week here to visit but when I was little I always saved the best chocolates for last, perhaps the habit stuck with me. As for now, I wish I had more time.

Chinese of the day:
“你为什么不喜欢我！哇哇哇！”
"Why don't you like me! (crying noises)"
Courtesy of That Boy Whose Name I Can Never Remember Because It's Too Damn Long