Last year I had a CTRIP posted "Last year, 11 Golden Week, kai-fu Tour Shanghai" Travels, written in the previous year that is what happened in 2000. Writing is good, successful side; The truth is, I have before that trip, made a full week of high fever, until the day before departure the provisional basic fever.
Ready to start the day at noon, I reluctantly Qile Chuang. Looking out the warm autumn sunshine, think of a beautiful holiday, give birth to a lot of emotion, mind and vision. Our tickets are 17:00, and noon, I sat alone in the Beijing's restaurant to eat. See Ge Bizhuo of boiled fish and red show tonight really envious, I for one to a large copies, put down to eat a mountain posture. A taste of being unable to stop eating when he suddenly was a tiny throat fishbone stuck, how campaigns are not spiritual throat, followed by left to me whether it is death-defying irrigation vinegar soaked it wishful thinking, or mad voice Akira shook his head trying to cough it squeezed out, there is no point using them altogether, Flanagan Diao thorn Jiugen bent like to attract and inserted in a hole in my right throat is not out.
So I'm stuck with a thorn ride the night train. The next morning I wake up, quickly detect the enemy in the throat, ah, the enemy is still, I am still stuck in the throat. Opposite the upper berth of a Shanghai Sister out of doctrine, let me get off in Shanghai rice balls look for Allah a big gulp of pharyngeal try.
Noon was with her sister Rechal with them to eat the M on the bund, because it is Western, there is no rice balls. This surprised to stab the top there. M the country once his brother with a smile on the cards of the thorn, Rechal MM is to use a tweezers to pull out, and encouraged the bench to me folder. The end, do not see Flanagan thorns and failed.
The next morning, when I woke up on the movement of my throat is still not looking for Flanagan thorns. Also, and sore throat. Noon teach you Yuyuan, suddenly at a temple pleasantly surprised to see the meat snacks in the words bread, steamed rice balls is also useful than what! Bench and volunteered to squeeze in to buy. However, it is thin-skinned to take back a small buns! Shanghai meat buns called possession Roubao Zi! So we failed.
At noon to eat crabs in the afternoon to Zhouzhuang at night to eat seafood, then stab the entire company, and unyielding to the top where I can feel every swallow what kind of tie pain. So I have a little bit along the way too lazy to address. In Zhouzhuang braved the drizzle, throat also do well to speak with a thorn, it is really sentiment呀!
On the third day to Hangzhou, gill still. Eat Louwai Lou, tour the West Lake. Caine thorn Quanpei.
On the fourth day to the Lingyin, eating concept known flavor. Zuixia ah, Sung Yu Geng Sao ah, Lao Ya pot dumplings, and a blind pass to eat. Finished downstairs, the sky again it began to drizzle came. I hand pick one and said, ah, good comfort. Hey, as if suddenly, you feel Flanagan stabbed! This feeling I have a point not meet, nor be assured, so use the mouth to verify all the senses, the tongue Yeah, what's Hubei呀finally confirmed: it disappears!
The last day we drove to Shaoxing, Hangzhou, back in the evening. 20:00 slap Road, back to Beijing.
This thorn from my five hours before the train straight to accompany the end of my journey the day before. A total of 120 hours! Dedicated ah!
Author: finger
