My year 10 science teacher was a charming old man, with a voice that’s so booming loud, me and my classmates theorized that he swallowed an always-on microphone somewhere along his eventful life.
It’s rather difficult, talking about a trip as…small-scaled and comparatively mundane as this, especially considering how the original intent was for me to go and visit a dentist there and yank out two of my misbehaving wisdom teeth. Nasty business.
However, in considering that during the two weeks while the right side of my mouth burnt like lava, there isn’t much for me to do in terms of relaxation, pleasure through eating (my personal favourite pastime outside of watching anime) and doing the usual things you would do whilst vacationing overseas. Instead, I had some time to think about things, as I sat back and observed this culture that I had partially left behind.
If I haven’t made it clear yet: yes, I am a Chinese-Australian, born and raised in China, but grew past the drinking age in the land down under (and yeah, the legal age is 18 down here, so SUCK IT America). I suppose it is time for me to go back there, and breathe in some of that countryside air again. I will be visiting my Dad; who’s currently living in Chongqing. I will also be dropping by at my old childhood village near Xichang and see how the old folks there are doing, before I swing around to Chengdu to visit my grandparents, second uncle and aunt for a bit. Also arranged to get my wisdom teeth removed there. Two birds with one stone.