I lost my phone. It is sad, since that means I lost my portable Bible and my dictionary as well, but I learned a lesson that I might love my phone a little bit too much…
Last week, my family went to a short trip to Shanghai. Sadly, my younger brother couldn’t come with us because his academic term had started. So it was just me, mom, dad, my little sister and my uncle and aunt. Six in total.
We went around Shanghai, going to the Yuyuan Garden, eating local Shanghai delicacies, looking around while dodging the bad weather, and finally, we arrived at Nanjing Road and everyone decided to take a walk to the Bund since it wasn’t that far away.
What I didn’t realize was we arrived there during weekend, which means we met a wonderfully huge crowd of people. It was inferior only to the crowd during October first holiday in Tiananmen Square. The crowd was so big, it could easily filled the small alleyway if the alleyway was a pedestrian area.
After a little stop here and there for souvenirs, our group of six arrived at a crossing, the Bund loomed ahead of us. The Pearl Tower of Shanghai looked playful with colorful lights on, while numerous skyscrapers shone coolly with a combination of white and yellow light. The crowd is as huge as before, stopping just because the traffic light flashed red.
Didn’t want to miss the moment, I hurriedly snapped a few photographs of the Bund with my cellphone. I didn’t have the intention of joining the crowd crossing the street, when suddenly, I realized my mom was missing.
My mom, who was just beside me and my sister, suddenly gone. Almost instantly, my aunt proposed a search for her, but I forbid her from going anywhere, since my dad was searching for her already.
After a while, we found my mom. She was going along with the crowd across the road, thinking that everyone surely would cross the road. With my mom found, we continued our tour that night walking around the Bund and snapping photographs.
Although we explored the Bund on foot, the Bund was huge and by no means should be explored by walking. We arrived at our hotel with sore legs and my mom complained about how painful her hips were.
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