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I have FINALLY uploaded all of the videos I have from China.
I’m going to be posting them gradually here on my travel blog.
In case you can’t wait, I put them all on a lovely Youtube playlist!
It Will Rain by Bruno Mars
Okay so this song doesn’t really have a lot to do with traveling per say, but I have a strong emotional memory of China associated with it. (Much like with this post!)
This song always makes me really emotional, and it played when I was with a friend at a Denny’s last week so I decided to make a post of it.
Exactly a year ago, today, it was my last day in Shanghai.
I was about to get on a bus that would drive me to Pudong International Airport so I could head on home. I took a moment standing there on Yuyuan Lu, the place I had called home for the past four months. I glanced up and down the street, at the All Days convenience store where I had gone to the very first night I arrived, at the worn sidewalk beneath my feet, and at the people all around me.
As I took in all that was around me, I was suddenly crippled with sadness. I knew, somewhere in my heart, that this would be the last time I would ever be here. On this street, with these people, living the incredible dream that was living in Shanghai.
I tried desperately to hold back my emotions as I received goodbye hugs and loaded my things into the bus. As the bus drove away and I sat there looking outside at the streets of Shanghai glistening in the rain. It was at that moment that this song began to play and I began to cry.
Coming to Shanghai was the best thing that had ever happened to me. It was a dream I never thought possible. Before coming to China, I was in the midst of putting back together the pieces of my life after what was easily the worst year of my life. It was a year that left me depressed, beaten down, lonely, and looking for any shred of hope in this life. When I was in China, I was, for the first time in years, happy. I remembered what it was like to be happy. And I never wanted to let that feeling go.
Being on that bus made me wonder what my life would be like once I returned to the States. Was my dream over? Would I never remember what it felt like to be happy again?
I was scared.
(Side Note: Despite my fears, I did not forget what it’s like to be happy :)
The other day I was in the mall with my mom, and there was a new shop and she was like, “OOOH WHAT’S THIS LET’S CHECK IT OUT”
And I was like, “Mom, it’s a cafe. Calm down.”
She was so adamant about going inside I finally said fine and we went in.
I ended up being completely transported back to the bakeries in China and I started crying sobsob ;-;
I miss China so much.
It’s funny to me that there are toilets this unnecessarily powerful and that the ones in China cannot even flush toilet paper.
It took me forever after getting back to America to get used to actually flushing toilet paper instead of throwing it away :3
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