weifen's serendipitous picture of our home away from home
Come tomorrow, it will have been exactly one month since i’ve been in america! any idea how FAST that is?? in the past month i’ve been to San Francisco 3 times, Tahoe once but didn’t ski/tube (though i will be going skiing this saturday!), stepped into nevada for a strollaround, and sacramento a couple of times. It seems like i’ve been so busy having to wake up at 6/7am every morning from mondays to thursdays.. and not getting much sleep on weekends since we’ve been going to san francisco almost every weekend.. leaving only fridays for me to sleep in (thank goodness). I know i’ve said this tons of times but i WILL make sure i get to sleep in more next quarter. Maybe one of these weekends i’ll spend just cycling (or biking, as they say here) to the farmer’s market, trying and buying groceries.. sit under the sun somewhere sipping apple juice and people watching… reading a book or learning spanish. and then maybe try out the sushi buffet (however sub-standard people say davis sushi is!).. go catch a film screening at the varsity… and head home to cook a yum dinner (: OHH.. chelsea says there’s hotpot somewhere downtown! we should be trying that out soon..
so this weekend, weifen’s classmate, sherry and her friends avani and calvin, drove us all in a mad, swerving, bollywood jingle-blasting, head-bobbing vehicle to take the BART into SF, which is cheaper than amtrak. it ended up being just one of those unexpected blasts you have when you don’t realise it until you’re having so much fun and making so much noise that even the waitress at a hulabaloo chinese eatery comes over to tell you to keep it down. all thanks to the skillful partnership of sherry’s printed list of shops and restaurants and manu’s phone’s GPS function, our afternoon was jam-packed with dimsum takeaways and long long long eggtart queues and fortune cookie factory in a strange alleyway and vegan chinese food (for avani) and at the very end, boba tea (bubble tea). we met up with ben mid-adventure.. and after we sent avani, sherry and calvin off, we headed back to manu’s where we spent most of the night having wine & bak kwa!!! too bad i hadn’t bought more of it.. we polished everything 
went out in the middle of the night for a huge pizza treat.. and then went to bed. oh the glory. and then as if all that indulgent chinese new year feasting wasn’t enough, we had to go out and eat disgustingly delicious (and entertaining) japanese teppanyaki in japantown the next afternoon right before weifen and i hopped onto the BART to richmond to catch the amtrak. we were supposed to take neoprints at this neoprint “complex” in japan centre but we forgot in the end.. poo.
well.. bad news is, after that exhausting weekend, i dragged my crazy-haired, barely opened-eyes self out of bed at 5am on monday morning to wish my family happy new year but my mom’s first words were “AYOH you look so terrible!”. yes happy new year to you too mother. i went back to bed, not feeling very happy at all, and couldn’t get back up for my 8am drama class.
that’s enough of that. TIME FOR PICTURES!!!!!
a pomegranate pucker while waiting for our ride to the City
at the BART station with avani, sherry and calvin
us on the BART... more or less!
City People
I was walking/running backwards on a very steep slope...
maybe now she'll believe in candid photos!
chinatown glasses
there are a pair of apricot-coloured, shiny granny panties hanging half-obscured behind me...
a very packed chinatown 2 days before chinese new year.. with china flags a-flyin'.
chinese ladies buying chinese new year decorations (:
The Best Egg Tart Ever
LOOK WHO!
our afternoon in japantown, very near manu's.
the wind the wind the naughty wind
weifen thinks manu looks like daryl davis here. we're gonna eat REAL teppanyaki! (:
nice plates
our chef Javier made a volcano out of a sliced onion!
my spicy chicken picante and the shrimp and veges were DELICIOSO!
taken by the waiter.. us after a yummy meal (:
now it's back to davis my friends..
i'll be back in six months! *flying kisses*
