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Super Soft (and Sweet) Milk Buns
Ever since I came back from China, I couldn’t stop thinking about all that delicious food and wishing I can have more of it.
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Photo of the Day!
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I posted this picture in one of my Facebook groups and pointed out I don’t like how the path and sky are dominating the picture. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Photo of the Day!
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Here is one of my favorite photos from my Sunday hike to Frary Peak. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Which Way to Frary Peak?
It was a beautiful day Sunday, the most beautiful weather last week, I think. In perfect timing, my hiking Meetup group announced a Sunday hike up Frary Peak which is the highest point on Antelope Island. If you follow my posts, you’d know I’ve been to Antelope Island multiple times. This island is always the first spot my mom would bring our guests. So when I learned of this hiking expedition, I was like, “there are hiking trails on Antelope Island?”
I got up early on Sunday morning, excited to go hiking. It’s my first hike since returning from China, so of course I’m excited and it gets me out of the house. It was also the first time to test the strength in my legs because they had felt different lately like stronger.
At around 10 am, I met up with the group and started toward the trail head. When I got out of the car and looked up at the path, I looked up at the steep path and thought, “What the heck have I gotten myself into?” However, I began muttering beneath my breath, “You can do this, you can do this.” Next thing I knew, I was almost at the top of this path.
When I turned the corner and saw this sign, I was in shock. 23% grade? I just hiked up a 23% grade path? Wow! The steepest I’ve ever walked was 10% on my treadmill. I know now I can do it.
However, as we ascended and the path became slightly rocky, it became more difficult. My need for rest grew and on some parts of the trail, I ended up resting more than ten minutes before continuing.
The trail was windy at times, so windy I felt like I was going to be blown away. However, after about four hours of hiking and resting, we finally made it to the radio tower which about 0.2 miles from the peak. I was so happy to see this trail marker, signifying we’ve hiked three miles along the Frary Peak trail. At that moment, I wanted to stop and go home and make myself something sweet. I simply couldn’t walk anymore ascending paths. The radio tower is a good place to stop. Until next time.
#WeekendCoffeeShare: That was Fast
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Photo of the Day!
I was going through the photos I took from my trip to Bryce Canyon last night and this photo caught my attention. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Photo of the Day!
If you did not notice, I was off-line last Saturday. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
The Cutest Dogs for Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge
One of the things about not being able to read a language is you tend to walk into surprises. Continue reading “The Cutest Dogs for Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge”
#WeekendCoffeeShare: Still Adjusting
Good Sunday morning! Thank you for joining me. How has your week been? Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: Still Adjusting”
Which Way in Hong Kong?
When I went to Hong Kong more than a week ago, my aunt decided to take me up to Victoria Peak. Continue reading “Which Way in Hong Kong?”
Photo of the Day!
This is one of the most busy shopping streets in Macau and I think this street’s architecture is very European-like, don’t you think? Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Which Way in Macau?
Photo of the Day!
A Photo a Week Challenge: Look Up
Zhongshan Forest Park
Looking up on the streets of Macau
Looking up in Hong Kong
Sparkly Chandelier
Looking up in Hong Kong Park
#WeekendCoffeeShare: An Adventurous Week in China
Good Sunday morning or shall I one last time say good Sunday night because this is my last weekend in China and if you recall, China is still sixteen hours ahead of the Mountain time zone. Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: An Adventurous Week in China”
The Variation in the Garden
I went on a solo hiking trip earlier this week in my hometown’s Forest Park Continue reading “The Variation in the Garden”
The Well-Known Walls of Macau – Cee’s Black and White
This is the Ruins of St. Paul’s, a 17th century Portuguese church dedicated to St. Paul the apostle. Continue reading “The Well-Known Walls of Macau – Cee’s Black and White”
Photo of the Day!
I spent the day in Hong Kong yesterday, that was why I was offline. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
V for Violet- Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge
Photo of the Day!
I fear I’ve been eating way too much during the last week I’ve been in China. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Which Way to Pick Figs and Grapes?
On my first Sunday in China, my aunt invited me to pick figs and black grapes on a farm about 30 minutes from the city. After spending the first few days in the city, I was all too happy to leave it even if it’s only for a few hours. After living in the U.S. suburbs for more than half of my life, I am no longer used to the city even though when I left my hometown, it was technically still a suburb.
Anyway, I didn’t really have any desires to pick figs. I couldn’t even tell whether they were ripe. You can tell I’ve never seen or eaten freshly picked figs, right? The only figs I’ve eaten were dried ones. So while everyone else went searching for figs, I spent the time wandering among the aisles of figs and took pictures.
After a few moments, I heard my aunt ask, “Where is everyone?”
My other aunt replied, “They must had gone to pick grapes.”
Before I could take another picture, they went dashing toward the other direction. “Wait!” I shouted but they didn’t hear me. So holding my camera in my hand, I went running after them.
The area where the grapes are planted was slightly different than the place where the figs are planted. Instead of flat ground, there was a muddy trench in the middle and unless you wanted to get your shoes dirty, don’t step in the trench.
This trench is considered dry and thank goodness because by this point, my legs were exhausted from walking spread-eagled.
As we exited the grape area, I gave the corridor one last look – left goes to the figs, right to the grapes – as my aunts went to pay for the figs and grapes they picked while my uncle and his dad found a table to sit down for a cup of fig tea. It was a good Sunday.
#WeekendCoffeeShare: Weekend in China
Good Sunday morning or shall I say good Sunday night since by the time this post gets published, I will be sixteen hours ahead. Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: Weekend in China”
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