A couple weeks ago, the girls and I went to Dalian to meet Kevin, who had been there already for work. We were excited to get out of Shenyang for the weekend, and Dalian is a beautiful city! It rained the whole time we were there, but I could tell it was beautiful from the view out my hotel room window. It's a harbor city framed beautifully by tree-covered mountains, reminding me somehow of Hong Kong. Hong Kong 60 years ago, maybe, but Hong Kong nonetheless.
We all got to ride on the train on a single ticket. We got a sleeper, so there was plenty of room for the three of us. I had planned a ton of activities for the train, and bought a bunch of snacks.
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| Mini Jello cups |
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| Meimei wanted some Jello, too |
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| After a while, we'd played all the activities I'd brought, so the final game was "take pictures with Mom's camera" |
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| After a few gagillion close-ups of her leg (pictured), the seat, the wall, and the table, I made a rule that you could only take pictures of people our out the window. |
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| Out the window it was! |
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| And people! |
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| Meimei should have napped on the train, but she powered right through |
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| Penny played with her Play-doh molds |
The hardest part was keeping the girls off the (disgusting, old, nasty) train floor. We had plenty of room on the bed, but it would have made for a lot less wrestling if they could have walked around a bit.
The actual hardest part was taking Penny to the bathroom. Some random person from the next compartment over helped me hold Meimei so I could hold Penny hovering over the open hole in the bathroom floor. The wind was blowing in such a direction as to blow everything you hoped would go DOWN the whole back UP, into your face. It was pretty much the most disgusting thing in the world.
But all that aside, it wasn't the worst trip in the world.
3 comments:
I love it! Nobody could possibly understand, without first hand experience, the joys of long Chinese train rides... that old beat up, army green, blazingly stuffy train to Nanjing was beyond crazy.
Yeah, that was probably your worst trip in the world, right? Sick on the train to Nanjing?
When I saw your first picture, I flashed back to when I had two young children. (Weird, I know!) We used to meet Daddy places and have all kinds of adventures. (You probably don't remember much about them!)
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