Who ate all the flour?

On Thursday our tutors took us to dinner. A dinner in which they cooked for us, on the 55th floor of a 55 story building.  You can see Mainland China from the windows.  I feel a little like Sarah Palin, but seriously, you can actually see Mainland China from the 55th floor of this building.  I rode in an elevator and only had one minor shame spiral in which I had to heave myself out of the elevator taking us down because I had the sudden realization that I was in a cramped death trap that was most likely going  to malfunction or get stuck on the 47th floor.  Since this is NOT the 187th installment of Final Destination, that never happened, nonetheless, I still acted like a big old baby because claustrophobia is real thing and I have it.  It is almost as embarrassing as my arachnophobia.

I hate spiders more than I hate anything in this world.  Spiders ruin everything that is wonderful about life, they are as bad as adding coffee to chocolate.  WORST. THING. EVER.

We went on a little adventure to the supermarket to learn about foods in Chinese.. on the way out of the supermarket and to a little Chinese market and I bought school supplies.  Mostly everything in the store was $10MOP, which is roughly $1.20USD.  I bought a Chinese brand that is similar to Hello Kitty in that it is ADORABLE.  Pencil cases are super popular here and I bought one for myself.  Everything is either super girly and adorable or super feminine and cute and I can't decide what to get and it makes my brain go "WHY JANESSA, DO YOU LIKE THESE THINGS THAT YOUR THREE YEAR OLD NIECE WOULD LIKE??" So I say to my brain, "SHUT UP BRAIN, I'M AN ADULT AND I DO WHAT I WANT."  But seriously, I might get the same pencil case for my three year old niece because it IS adorable. I got the three items below, some cutesy pencils, cause hey! why not, a set of three journals and a set of two notebooks.  It cost me $60MOP which cost me $7.60USD.

Yes, I am an adult who uses these things...

Prior to engaging in adorable retail therapy, we walked through a park.  It was a nice little haven from the busy midtown area we were roaming around in.  Macau is hands down, one of the CLEANEST cities I have ever been too.  I was a little worried about the air pollution when we first arrived and because our dorm had sat stagnant for weeks before we arrived.  I was having a little difficulty breathing, but nothing too terrible that would require my inhaler.  Air pollution is a major issue in Macau..it is crazy industrialized here, the water is about the same color as the Red River, but its all pollution.  Despite the downfalls of air pollution, Macau seems to be a city that really cares about itself and it's looks.  I haven't seen any graffiti or trash.  I saw ONE plastic water bottle on a trail on the mountain at the A-Ma temple.  Anyway, this is the little park.

This is a stone path, and it is meant to gauge how healthy you are.  You walk barefoot on the path, which has smooth oval shaped rocks that are pointed upwards.  If it doesn't hurt or you feel little pain it means you are very healthy.  Apparently my feet like this.

Koi fish pond.  You can't really tell how big some of these dudes are, but I am pretty sure at least one of them weight 100lbs.  It was massive.  It has probably turned carnivorous and is consuming all the small, weak koi.

Cassie Fan, one of the tutors.

Alexa...she looks adorable every day and it makes me feel like a bum for being too lazy to make myself look presentable in public.

The food that the tutors made looked delicious but I didn't eat any of it because I couldn't..even handling the flour while making the dumplings gave me a headache and made me feel sick..who knew that would actually happen when you have Celiac's...strange.  The night ended with Goro doing a dance to Single Ladies, which is somewhere on video and I must get my hand's on it.  Prefect in the off chance that I would need to exploit him for some reason. I think most of the guys ended up dancing to the song and it was actually fairly impressive.  I'm impressed with their dancing ability, but dancing seems to be a thing on Guam.

Overcoming my fear, with a slightly smaller group, while heading down from the 55th floor.  Success.