Something about Stella

woke up in the crowded room...


our tour guid was trying hard to explain the schedule


the second day is such a windy day that everyone can see how high our fronthead is...


we started to do some funny gesture


the view there was not only like what u see now...it's more beautiful...


we arrived at a port city.... the hostel here is so cute..


i've never seen such brand of dogs ... they're so comic...


in back of me is a bakery which provides cheapest bread here...


the wind was too strong for us to eat outside ...so we could only hide ourselves in a hideous place


the fairy land with lots of interesting stories.. for example the elves will seduce people to go there
once they get there..the time is different from human's


next stop, an ancient model house...


the scale of the wind is just like a typhoon in Taiwan
I even COULDN'T stand..


the tour guide gave each one a cup of hot drink


u can see how high my forehead is...sigh...the wind


back to hostel again...cooking...


hot noodles with a plate of bean sprouts


playing card with malaysians


the birthday girl with a bottle of whisky..


just a little ... like fire burning in the throat...


the Belgium man who is younger than me by 3 years...sigh..


it's so warm to stay beside friends... good nite