{"id":3455,"date":"2016-04-04T00:19:00","date_gmt":"2016-04-03T16:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dimsumdolly.com\/?p=3455"},"modified":"2016-04-04T17:30:18","modified_gmt":"2016-04-04T09:30:18","slug":"c-for-crowds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dimsumdolly.net\/?p=3455","title":{"rendered":"C for Crowds"},"content":{"rendered":"

So here’s a bonus ‘C’ post since I had posted a blog entry for Sunday, forgetting that I didn’t actually need to! But since I have done so, I shall not delete it.<\/p>\n

Instead I shall write about how I’m increasingly afraid of crowds. I’m finding myself less and less tolerant of crowds. While in the normal tourist spots in Chongqing, I was caught in the Chinese holiday crowds. And my god, this is the first and last time I’m travelling over any public holiday in China.<\/p>\n

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The picture shows the Chinese definition of a holiday. \ud83d\ude10<\/p>\n

So on my second and last day in Chongqing I decided I would stay in rather than join my travel companions on a day tour to the countryside. Normally I would be up for going to a rural area, but I just knew it wouldn’t be my idea of relaxing when being herded along with a big bunch of Chinese tourists and heading to the same destination as other tour buses. Most likely I would have gone ballistic before half the day was up.<\/p>\n

But this is what it is travelling in the more urban areas in China. So I decided instead to relax in the hotel, go to the gym, then run a bath and relax, and have a leisurely lunch and dinner at my own pace.<\/p>\n

In Hong Kong, I’m also finding myself dreading the crowds more and more. Most days I just want to head home straight after work to hole up in my flat and relax. On weekends, I only want to go to the mountains.<\/p>\n

Maybe this is a sign of age?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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