I hate nights where I'm kept awake because of stomachaches...it sucks. =(.
Nagasaki trip part 2.
In the previous entry, I mentioned this youth hostel that we stayed in and how convenient that place is. Spectacles Bridge(Megane-bashi), one of the tourist spots in Nagasaki, is just right outside our youth hostel. Convenient right! Also, Chinatown, Dejima Museum and basically everything else are within walking distance. =D
In the Dejima Museum. The houses there were seriously so pretty!
While walking past this place, this guy stopped fishing and started talking to us in English. It was seriously the only time that I encountered a Japanese who spoke English to me on the first conversation. Then again, I was with two ang-mohs and he was probably trying to talk to them and not me. -____-. 90% of the Japanese I've met think that I'm Japanese and the reason why the other 10% do not think that I'm Japanese is because they either know that already or I tell them right at the start of the conversation. While we were at the travel agency booking tickets to Nagasaki, I made Trevor do the job of conversing with the saleslady and all I did was to discuss in ENGLISH with Trevor about the prices. When the saleslady asked where Trevor was from, he introduced himself and me as well. When the saleslady heard that I wasnt Japanese, she was freaking shocked and commented that "Oh, I thought that you were a Japanese who can speak English very well!" Erm...-_________-.
I think most Japanese have the if-you-are-Asian-you-must-be-Japanese concept. As well as the if-you-are-not-Japanese-then-why-do-you-know-how-to-use- chopsticks/why-can-you-eat-red-beans/why-can-you-eat-rice? concept. Seriously, it's not only the Japanese who do all these stuff okay!
Visited the Confucian Temple there and they were practising for Chinese New Year's celebration. There were so many Chinese there that I thought that I was in China or something. Damn cool though.
Castella Shrine...wtf but really cute. Talking about Castella, I recommend Fukusaya's Castella if you are planning to buy them back as souveniers. I initially bought from there because Trevor's host-mum instructed him to do so and since we were there already, I just bought some for my host-family. Turned out that my host-father really likes the Castella there and only eats Castella from that shop. The texture of the Castella from that shop is different from those sold in other shops, bit crunchy because of the sugar.
Oura Catholic Church, the oldest Christian church in Japan. Neil and I didnt really want to pay and climb all the way up the stairs so we decided to wait for Trevor at the bottom of the church. Then Trevor just had to give us this description of the church that made it sound damn interesting so we paid and went into the church. -___-.
Glover Park.
I want to stay in this house!!!! Then again, it's freaking big and I will die if I have to clean the house by myself. Also, I will probably get burglared if I stayed here. wtf.
It's shaped like a heart! =D And yea, my photography skills suck.
Took a ropeway up to see the night scenery of Nagasaki. Once again, I made Trevor do all the talking in the taxi but the taxi driver couldnt seem to understand him so I repeated what Trevor said, WORD-FOR-WORD and guess what? The taxi driver went "Oh, why didnt you say so earlier!" -_-. He thought that I was the local tour guide bringing two ang-mohs around Nagasaki and kept wondering why I was silent about giving directions...but seriously, what I said was what Trevor said in the first place lo!!! Also, I got scolded by the train master because we took the wrong train according to Trevor's directions but yea, I got scolded because the train master thought that I was Japanese. Oi! One disadvantage of being mistaken for a Japanese is that you get scolded easily because the Japanese expects you to know all the rules...but I dont because I'm not Japanese!
Pull or push?
Shrines at night are seriously scary.
Nagasaki trip part 2.
In the previous entry, I mentioned this youth hostel that we stayed in and how convenient that place is. Spectacles Bridge(Megane-bashi), one of the tourist spots in Nagasaki, is just right outside our youth hostel. Convenient right! Also, Chinatown, Dejima Museum and basically everything else are within walking distance. =D
In the Dejima Museum. The houses there were seriously so pretty!
While walking past this place, this guy stopped fishing and started talking to us in English. It was seriously the only time that I encountered a Japanese who spoke English to me on the first conversation. Then again, I was with two ang-mohs and he was probably trying to talk to them and not me. -____-. 90% of the Japanese I've met think that I'm Japanese and the reason why the other 10% do not think that I'm Japanese is because they either know that already or I tell them right at the start of the conversation. While we were at the travel agency booking tickets to Nagasaki, I made Trevor do the job of conversing with the saleslady and all I did was to discuss in ENGLISH with Trevor about the prices. When the saleslady asked where Trevor was from, he introduced himself and me as well. When the saleslady heard that I wasnt Japanese, she was freaking shocked and commented that "Oh, I thought that you were a Japanese who can speak English very well!" Erm...-_________-.
I think most Japanese have the if-you-are-Asian-you-must-be-Japanese concept. As well as the if-you-are-not-Japanese-then-why-do-you-know-how-to-use- chopsticks/why-can-you-eat-red-beans/why-can-you-eat-rice? concept. Seriously, it's not only the Japanese who do all these stuff okay!
Visited the Confucian Temple there and they were practising for Chinese New Year's celebration. There were so many Chinese there that I thought that I was in China or something. Damn cool though.
Castella Shrine...wtf but really cute. Talking about Castella, I recommend Fukusaya's Castella if you are planning to buy them back as souveniers. I initially bought from there because Trevor's host-mum instructed him to do so and since we were there already, I just bought some for my host-family. Turned out that my host-father really likes the Castella there and only eats Castella from that shop. The texture of the Castella from that shop is different from those sold in other shops, bit crunchy because of the sugar.
Oura Catholic Church, the oldest Christian church in Japan. Neil and I didnt really want to pay and climb all the way up the stairs so we decided to wait for Trevor at the bottom of the church. Then Trevor just had to give us this description of the church that made it sound damn interesting so we paid and went into the church. -___-.
Glover Park.
I want to stay in this house!!!! Then again, it's freaking big and I will die if I have to clean the house by myself. Also, I will probably get burglared if I stayed here. wtf.
It's shaped like a heart! =D And yea, my photography skills suck.
Took a ropeway up to see the night scenery of Nagasaki. Once again, I made Trevor do all the talking in the taxi but the taxi driver couldnt seem to understand him so I repeated what Trevor said, WORD-FOR-WORD and guess what? The taxi driver went "Oh, why didnt you say so earlier!" -_-. He thought that I was the local tour guide bringing two ang-mohs around Nagasaki and kept wondering why I was silent about giving directions...but seriously, what I said was what Trevor said in the first place lo!!! Also, I got scolded by the train master because we took the wrong train according to Trevor's directions but yea, I got scolded because the train master thought that I was Japanese. Oi! One disadvantage of being mistaken for a Japanese is that you get scolded easily because the Japanese expects you to know all the rules...but I dont because I'm not Japanese!
Pull or push?
Shrines at night are seriously scary.
