I forgot my glasses. I AM SO CARELESS, why must I always, always lose such precious objects? In the past, 2 cameras and an iPhone have slipped away.
The thing that really bugs me is how boring-ly this happened and how stubborn I was. It wasn’t anything exciting, for example, a wild mountain bear eating them, or the wind in the mountains blew them off my face. I left them underneath my pillow in the motel room. When I told Dad we were on the way home and 3 hours away from that blasted pillow.
So now I am ‘blind’ for at least 2 weeks. I only have contact lenses + eye drops, and I am currently trying to pack for tomorrow’s flight back with little help from my Dad’s spare specs – which are far too strong for me – held at a distance from my face, make packing even more tasking.
Why do two new mosquito bites have to appear on my right leg today as well?!
Regarding the brief trip to the Smoky Mountains, I had a great time. For all detailed information about the place just visit here. Unfortunately my photos can’t do the place justice given that I do not own priceless wide-angle camera lenses and we did not climb to the top (we are not hikers and we fear the biting bugs). Also, during this season, the ‘Smokies’ aren’t at their prettiest. Spring and Autumn are the peak times because the trees change colour. Dawn and dusk would also enhance the view.
Nevertheless, it was truly beautiful during the less attractive period; a natural wonder. It was good that the weather was rainy, because that made the ‘smoke’ come out the mountains. I’ve never seen such thick forests before! Some trees were covered in what looked like poison Ivy, creating mysterious forms that resembled mutated creatures and claws. This photo is not the best example.
I was trying to photograph these men and the old train carriage behind them, without them noticing me. The guy in the hat pointed me out but they were really friendly and I had a small conversation with them. They said something about their background being related to Scots and claimed that’s why
“[they’re] so weird lookin”
My Dad says these motorcycles are generally not practical to ride on so people just ride on them in groups for fun. Apart from looking good, it’s an absolute din on the motorway and I would prefer to have a car.
The ‘smoke’ is rather obvious now.
Here was a man in a candy shop making… candy! Never seen anything like it. I only ever think of Willy Wonka when I imagine how sweeties are made.
Time for some lunch. I originally wanted something healthy seeing as I’ve been eating really ‘well’ since I’ve been here, but forget the vegetables, have some pancakes.
My Dad kept asking the waitress for vegetables and I was screaming internally at the embarrassment of this request.
“No Sir, we don’t serve vegetables. We are a breakfast house, a pancake house. The only vegetable we serve is potato. Hash browns.”
I hope you can get the idea of what the place was like through these pictures! Definitely not worth missing and you must visit before the world destroys itself with Global Warming and so on. 😀
Tomorrow I am flying to London to meet Mum. I can’t believe 7 weeks here has ended. Honestly, where has it gone? Soon school will start again as if it had never ended before the holidays. That makes me happy in a sort of sad way.
Goodbyes. I really have a strong dislike them, especially if it’s saying farewell to my close friends and family. When you spend time with them you always forget that in a few weeks they’ll be thousands of miles away in Britain, America or China.
I particularly dread saying goodbye to my parents because I’m usually leaving them on their own. In a house, alone.
I find it quite surreal that you can step on board a plane in one country and end up in another. I started flying on my own when I was 6, sort of took everything for granted and watched Harry Potter films ten times in a row.
Now I don’t have the urge to watch films. I watch the world through the window roll underneath me. Read. Drink several glasses of water. Repeat.
The flights feel like an eternity, but I always remind myself that in a few days it will feel like the 10 hours in the sky barely existed.
Au revoir America. I’ll miss the scorching heat, the comfort, the open space and the bargains.
(boohoooo 😦 )