This post was a bit earlier that I anticipated but what the heck. I’d just like to put it out there that there is absolutely nothing with a lie-in. On that note, yesterday was one big long lie-in, in which this morning I got called a vampire by my roommate because I slept too much. To be fair, the day/night before was quite exhausting.
Let me begin with the physical examination. Honestly, it was less daunting that I thought it would be. I expected there to be big fat needles and nurses looming at us with rubber gloves speaking rather fast in Mandarin and ushering us into a back room to do Lord knows what to us. In fact, it was the complete opposite. After registering at the front desk, we had to go upstairs to give a blood and urine sample — which was one of the funniest things I have ever done in my life because the toilets are nothing but a big hole in the ground… and no tissue. I managed perfectly fine but had to stifle laughs at my roommates complaints. Next time, I will definitely bringing toilet paper with me. We then had to go to another room where we had our blood pressure taken, height and weight checked and eyesight checked.
I was unceremoniously felt up in one of the rooms much to my displeasure. The nurse casually lifted up my top and then my bra… she must have seen nipple. Goodness. The ultrasound part was my least favourite because the lady was rude and smeared too much jelly on my stomach and gave me the littlest amount of tissue to wipe it off with. Someone was having a bad day. Then it was downstairs to get our x-ray and off back to the school.
We persuaded the driver to stop off at Subway on our way back, where I got a meatball marinara. I have to admit that it was definitely tastier than back at home, tasted healthier and didn’t smell half as strong as the ones back at home.
After a well deserved meal and then nap back at the hotel, we went down to the canteen to get some dinner before heading again back to the hotel to rest a bit. Then it was time to discover the joys of karaoke.
Karaoke it something that is quite big in most parts of Asia, I think, because I know it is huge in the Philippines — I mean when Filipinos have parties, someone ALWAYS has to bust out the karaoke. I have it at home but I must admit I’m not too fond of it. Needless to say, I tagged along for a night of KTV thinking what the heck, might as well try something new. It was a bit of a task asking for a room at first but when we finally got in we were faced with the task of trying to find something we could ACTUALLY sing that wasn’t in Mandarin. Finally, a man came in and showed us all the English singers and we were set. Plus the fact that we had 24 beers and watermelon. We went wild. I was booty-popping in the corner to Katy Perry’s ‘TGIF’ and belting it out to Celine Dion’s ‘My Heart Will Go On’ despite the plain fact that I cannot sing my way out of a plastic bag.
It was entertaining in that room, to say the least, and the fact that one of the hosts had to actually duck out of the room because he was laughing so much. I still don’t know what about, to be honest. After a quick trip back to the hotel, we went on a mission to find a KFC. A mission that proved successful. There chicken burger, fries and drink were divine and it was decided that a bi-weekly visit was definitely needed. When we bring our Chinese volunteers to KTV next time, everything will be OVER. I cannot wait.
In other news, I had sushi for the first time the other day thinking that I would never ever be able to eat sushi because they always have it with egg or raw fish which I am allergic to. This restaurant, however, has sushi with rice, seaweed and some kind of meat and I was absolutely fine. It was delicious. Cannot wait to go back to that restaurant to try some more. I love Chinese food.