So it's back to work for me, unfortunately. I say unfortunately because no matter how enjoyable your job is, there's always something vaguely anti-climactic about having to resume the monotonous life you left for adventures and high times.
It was exhausting waking up at 7:00. It's something my body is no longer used to after being spoiled with late mornings and leisurely days. I felt old and cramped trying to roll out of bed. And it sucks to realize that I'll probably go to bed at the unearthly time of - good lord - 10:00pm.
One thing that quite surprised me though, was how much I missed the dining room food. Chinese food! I hardly touched Chinese food back in Canada. In fact, the only thing I would eat was the white rice. Not even brown rice, just white rice.
I'm honestly not ricest though... haha, get it? Ricest?
For most of the trip I ate Western food or Korean food (more about that later, there's a story behind the Korean food). I didn't realize how much I missed traditional Chinese food over the span of my 3 week trip.
So I suppose there are some perks to resuming the monotonous life.
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