In my hands I have sweet pork from the streets in Chinatown within Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Advertisements
In my hands I hold an entry ticket into The Forbidden City in Beijing, China.
Stumbling upon a door in The Forbidden City. -Beijing, China.
The time I had a matcha shake in my hands while I was bargaining in Beijing, China.
How did that happen? I’ve been out of the country for a year already? I don’t even know what to say. I don’t feel like I’ve been gone for that long. I swear… Continue reading
With about an hour and a half to get back to the port to catch our ferry back to Hong Kong my cousin and I looked at each other dreading the walk we’d… Continue reading
Anxiously trying to explore Macau, the thought of spending one day in this exciting city lingered in my brain. One day wasn’t enough time for me. As we walked out of the casino… Continue reading
After lunch, my cousin and I walked through this beautiful building: It immediately led us to a few elevators. Once we exited the elevator, our confusion grew because it brought us to an… Continue reading
“Beep, beep, beep,” my alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time, “7:05 AM.” I rolled over, sluggishly slid out of bed towards the coffee machine to turn it… Continue reading