WYD Trip Day 6

On with my report! Day #6!
Thursday, 18th August 2011:

As usual, we woke up and prepared to go to the Catethesis at... San Trinidad Parraquia.
We were supposed to go see Rachel and Ee Lynn, since our host family told us that
they came knocking at our door AFTER we left the house yesterday o.o

Uhm... okay x.x
We went down, and it turns out, no one was home DX

So off we went to the parish (parraquia is parish in Spanish).
Amazing!! My sister knows the way from the host's house to the parish :o
I certainly don't DX


Waiting for the catechesis to start 8D
Meself, sis, Sandra and Aunt Amy.


This is the Bishop from... one of the countries.
I think he was in charge of South Africa.
He sure had a lot of years as a priest, bishop, arch-bishop and cardinal XD
Maybe he'd be the next pope? :o
*sorry blur pic D:
It was the most clearest of the pictures that I took since I zoomed 4.00 MPix D:

As usual, the questions and answer session blew me away.
Certain questions that were answered by the cardinal were just... wow o.o

One question was asked that got me thinking, oh... I didn't think of that XD
One Italian guy asked how come other people were allowed to receive the Holy Communion
with their hands, went they were (quote) "dirty and unworthy" *say it in a very Italian accent haha XD
When in Italia, they only receive the Holy Communion with their tongues.

I was :/
Yeah, but wasn't it acceptable? Understand the "dirty and unworthy" part, but... :/

The cardinal said that, he considers receiving the Communion with hands as a humble gesture
and reminded everyone that the tongue is also suspicable to be unworthy...
as it could be used as a lethal weapon.

Also, it was allowed in certain places because the people of that area didn't open their mouths
wide enough to receive the Host XD

Hahahaha XD

Okay, after Mass, I met this lady from Trinidad and Tobago.
(which is where I think the Cardinal was. Or if not, he was from the Dominician Republic DX)
*the toilet line was so... long DX
That was where I talked to her XD


Forgot her name DX
I think this WYD is her fifth, you know :o


This American girl exchanged bracelets 8D
She said, "I made these really crappy bracelets, but if it's okay can I exchange them for your souvenirs?"
XD


*Sorry, it's slightly blur.
The cross where you can see in the background... the one where we posed with the American girl 8D

After Mass and our photo session, we walked out from church,
intending to follow our leader since we were all supposed to go together to
welcome Pope Benedict XVI in the opening ceremony!!

So, not everyone was there, and we all just ended up waiting for a few people.
Decided to cam-happy a little 8D

Yay! I get to hold the Malaysian flagggg!!! :D :D
*Duh, patrotic only in Spain XD

Haha this shot XD
I wonder what my sis is trying to do, really XD

After that, Rachel joined us and gave us some muffins *OMGOSH! SO DELII!!! :O :O
and we all went to the train station.

Yup, here comes the train!!! 8D 8D

Guess where we all ended up?? :o :o

Gran Via!!! :D :D
*sorry, can't identify the flags DX

We come down at Gran Via station, where there was a crowd.
Tons of people were eating at corners on the street, having McDonald's for lunch :o

Speaking of McDonald's... I wanted Pork Burger!!!!!!
Didcha know that they have *Non-Halal* burger overseas, but not in Malaysia? :o
If they introduced it here, McDonald's will die x.x

My hat on the flagpole. Or Flag.
We entertained ourselves while waiting for our representative to come back with food.

Honestly, I didn't know why Irene went upstairs.
I was thinking, where would we eat? There's like, a bunch of us and McDonald's packed with people D:

And when we walked up, we saw a row of tables, untouched.
Immediately, we booked the spot for ourselves and our friends. :D :D
God is SO GREAT!

After we finished eating, those of us who didn't use the orange shirt went to change into them.
I did :x
Everyone made a fuss of me changing though :/
If you were close to me, you'd know why x.x

But seriously, it wasn't like anything was exposed DX
There were people who dressed worse than me, okay? DX

We walked out from McD.
And you could see another sea  of Orange :D :D
Any other colour wasn't part of us, nor we part of them ;D

Anyways, immediately outside McDonald's:

Was the hotel which we preceived we were going to stay.
Because it was Senator Hotel :D

Random building shot across the other side of the T-junction XD

The McD's building. Oh gosh, it was super grand outside o.o

Proof that I was here 8D 8D
*Oh yeah, I was wearing my bag like this the whole way.
Tis safer than wearing it on my back XD

So... who wants free hugs?
A lot of guys were wearing this XD
But uhm... Malaysians aren't used to hugging :/ XD XD

After waiting, (I don't know for what/who, seriously)
we went off to see where we could lodge ourselves :D

Or rather, how close we could lodge ourselves to Plaza de Cibeles.
This was where I started to seriously not care for my voice DX

We were singing Malay (Praise and Worship) songs,
English Praise and Worship Songs,
Chanting Viva La Papa!!
And BEN-NE-DICT-TO!! *clap,clap, clap,clap, clap*!! 8D 8D
while walking.

I seriously refrained myself from drinking too much water,
because I was fearful of the need of toilets... which of course, would be senseless.
(I mean, toilets are rare. Period.)

Who goes in search of the toilets when you have a chance of seeing St Peter's successor?

On the way, my sis met with these lovely people.
They had no souvenirs :(

I think they were the French XD
Germany, people DX
Sorry, Google came to the rescue XD

After walking for a distance, the lot of us managed to squeeze only the little of us near the barricade.
In other words, there were so many of us, but only a handful of us managed to get to the limited space
that was available :/

Being mostly petite, we wondered how to overcome our height problem :/
*at least, I did DX

There were giants all around me T_T
(no, I shall not use the term "Caucasians" cause I just found out that
it does not apply to Americans and Australians T_T)

So this was how one person solved the problem:


William at the bottom, Samantha on top XD

Which was what my sister did not long after.
On Uncle Paul.


Cheh-wa XD
I -heart- this picture, super lots! ♥♥♥
I think it's one of my best-taken photos in Spain♥ 8D

The view of the crowd of people in that street at that time (towards the right)...
As you can see, there's tons of flags.
Puerta Rico, Argentina, France, Canada, Lebanon (no kidding! I just found out :o)...
and others, but I could hardly recognize them :s


The view from the left.
I think this shot had zoomed before my sister took it.
The little kid on *someone*'s shoulder was quite a distance away from us.
See the multitudes of people... from our place to Cibeles.

Oh btw. If you are wondering why such a huge gathering JUST to see the Pope,
it's because he's St Peter's successor. The one whom the Lord Jesus was close to on Earth.

And if it's just the Pope walking on the street that got this many people to come on the streets
and brave the sun, heat and water (yeah, see it in the next pic) the whole day, what more if the Lord
chose a day to walk on a certain street on Earth and announced it?

People would start camping on the day He announce His arrival :o

Now, on a super side note, when the Spanish
(not sure if other countries practice this,
but I know it's too humid for Malaysia to have this kind of practice :s)
have a large event during the day in the summer, they will call for their fire engine to come by...

And the fire engine will spray the crowd with water!!!
It's actually a method to cool one down... but it's kinda bad if you have electronics with you at that time :/

Which was why my camera was hidden most of the time XD

Here's a pic:

Oh, being sprayed with -clean- water.
As you can see, we are all wet already XD
Tis a really bad time to wear pure white shirt :s

Half-wet going to be dry.
Otherwise, clean group shot :D

My sister's in this shot :x

You'll find that amongst the many shots that were taken during this time,
I've dissappeared.

And it's true.
Because while everyone was being camera-happy,
I was wondering how close I would be able to get to the blue railing.
Which meant inching your way as close as possible to the person in front of you
and hoping that someone decides to leave his/her standing position.

Now you know why I didn't drink much water... at this time,
looking for toilets is the last thing you wanna do D:

All the lovely lasses come together :D
Sorry, I don't know where they were from D:
US, maybe? D:

Above-sky group shot.
Unfortunately, neither me nor my sis is in there :/
We're such happy people :D :D

Yeah, totally happy 8D
I'm there btw.
And yes, I wore that hat until  it was out of shape and the green ribbon came off :(
Water softened it D:

OOOOHHH!!!
A RAINBOWWWW!!! :D :D :D
And, lol! What's with the unbrella?
People wanna get wet, but some wanna stay dry XD XD

Yay, Assumption flag 8D 8D 8D
Love the blue, btw :D

See? Inching, inching, inching XD
Right in front of me was... someone.
He was seriously -not- camera happy... as he and I had the same thought XD
*we're both in the same group of Malaysians, btw.


Policia, making its rounds :o

Security was super tight XD



This was how "front" I was...
So I was hoping that I'd be able to see Pope Benedict XVI through my camera lens...
As the shortie-me couldn't see from above these people's heads :(

I think he came from Myanmar XD
How I wished I knew how to climb trees like that XD
My eyes were on him, as he got ready with his camera when Papa was coming to pass by XD
(Papa is the Pope :D)


Haha, he's waving at my sis's camera XD


Yup, this little kid.
He's so cute!! 8D 8D

I just my sis accidentally caught his brother's face too :o
I thought he was on his daddy's shoulder at that time.
With this shot, I now know that I was wrong ^^;


I think this carving was above the building in front of us :o
Sorry, I don't remember the name of the building :/


A shot of a random priest :x
I know he's a priest cause priests there wear that white thingy between the collar.
Normally, they wear a black shirt and that white thiny, so it becomes very obvious that they're priests XD
But Father Patrick didn't wear those :o
Cause priests in Malaysia don't. :o

I wonder why... hmmm...


Nice Cibeles close-up! 8D


Now it's the flags! :o
There's Italy, British flag, Turkey? Syria (actually DX), Romania, Brazil, Canada, Spain...
*Conch Republic
Others, I don't know (can't identify D:)

Let's see... we were there from 5pm, I think.
The welcoming of the Pope began at 7pm.
It got dragged to 7.30pm like that or something :/
Can't really remember, but I knew we waited for a long time even though we got there late XD

Here's a clear shot of Papa! From my sister's camera XD


Okay, maybe not so clear, but meh, it was better than most pictures :/
And it was difficult too, from where we stood.

Watch my camera's video 8D
*word of warning... you may wanna turn down the volume a little bit before you start :x


PAPA! PAPA! PAPA!! 8D 8D

After the Welcoming of the Pope, we retreated a little to join the rest of the group.
There was where we were ambushed by the Brazilians who wanted to take photos with us :o

We don't have the full group shot, but meh XD


Putting on my Brazilian badge after exchanging a souvenir with them :D
*yes, Canada in the background XD


A smaller group shot with someone :x

And pictures while leaving our spot!


Oh, I made a mistake :(
One of the blog posts I said "Samuda".
It's actually Samur x.x
*Why oh why didn't Google come to my rescue?!


The camera crew was also retreating :o


Random policia who were doing their rounds.
*Drivers on the left-handside, people :o

Sister was saying, while snapping their photos, the driver said,
"Faster, faster, faster..." XD
He meant, faster snap the photo so he could drive off XD


Me smiling.
Yesh, my hair was our of shape (so was my hat. Damp to the max x.x)

I can't help but notice how real my smile was o.o
And how happy everyone was during that time :o

When I was blogging and looking properly at all the photos, the smiles were all genuine...
*I'm famous for fake smiles in my family :x

This was another photo that I like lots!!

Random door photo :o
But I like the detail on it :)
You don't find this anywhere at home XD

The dog that was the center of attention.
People in Spain walk their dogs.
In the mornings and in the evenings.
Which is quite a shocker for me, since there are dogs here, but they are hardly taken out for a walk :/
I seriously can't imagine taking out my trash-loving mutt to walk in my neighbourhood o.o
Scary D:


Close-up and personal XD

Loewe.
But rather than that, look at the design of the building :o

After much walking, we went to Gula Gula (for dinner):


Said to be the famous buffet place which nice fried rice.
Well, someone has got a strange sense of the "nice" part :/
I found it normal, average Spanish dinner.

Oh btw, the Spanish take their salt VERY SERIOUSLY.
Insult their salt, you insult them ._.

Now, when we came out from the restaurant, it was already beginning to be dark.


Like this dark o.o
I don't know who these people in uniforms were, but they were pretty smart lookin' :D


Errrr...
It's not what you think, honestly!!
It was an advertisment piece for a hotel DX
But lol! What a way to get attention rofl XD


Many people were either eating or finding a Metro station.

And believe me, the stations were packed... packier (if there's such a word) than sardines D:
Risking belongings aren't worth it... so instead, we walked and walked and walked until we found a good station.

*which if I may say, we wanted to reach home early, because I felt guilty
coming home really late to our host family the previous night D:
Other people's host family advised them to come back by 10.30pm.
For some reason, we're always back at 11pm -_____-;;

From near Cibeles, we walked until we reached Alonso Martinez Metro Station.
Which happened to be the next best station to take because there wasn't a crowd :D

To get there, we bypassed about 6 Metro Stations that I wondered if we could've just
waited for the crowd to thin out in Banco de Espana Metro Station :/

While I was thanking God, walking down the area where we waited for the train,
this French group was communicating with another French group across the tracks.

And lol! They were so... not aware of that suspicious-looking guy with red long-sleeved shirt and
baggy, trashy suspicious pair of jeans.

They weren't aware of how untidy and shaggy his hair was, nor how he didn't look at all appealing D:
*My apologies if you fit the description above, but you aren't what I'm thinking you are :(

The best suspicious part about him was how his eyes were looking everywhere,
how we carried ourselves, and how suspicious we were of him.

He walked from one group to another and circled back.
And he would pace again, from one group to another, eyes darting at everyone,
fingers rubbing each other *in a very suspicious way to whoever was noticing,
coming closer and closer to my small group of 4.

I told Aunty Amy, "Tengok orang itu, macam syak dia akan buat suatu."
*See that person, suspect that he's definitely up to something.

Aunty Amy told me, "Yalah, dia pun jalan sini sana macam tengok bagaimana kita angkat beg."
*Yup, he's also pacing up and down, as if watching how we carry our bags.

All I wanted to do was scram out from there! D:

Finally the train came, but I held back (Aunty Amy too, when she saw what I saw)
That guy was going to get on the same train carriage as us! D:

As the train left, the French group noticed the 4 of us on the platform.
They waved us goodbye, and we, smiling as though it was the most normal thing in the world,
waved them goodbye heartily :D :D

We missed 3 trains that time and wasted 15 minutes on the platform XD
All in the name of safety :D

On the way to the last station, there was this gypsy (beggar, more like :/)
looking at the other carriage and talked in Spanish.

She wasn't looking at anyone of us, just the direction of the other carriage.
And I wondered if she was talking to something that I can't see o.o
I looked to the left (that was where she looked), but when I didn't see anyone, I ignored her.

Thank goodness we left the station after that!
I didn't know what else I could go through after that D:

Thank God, we reached back to our host family's house safe and sound :)
And today, God was really, truly with us :D

I managed to get a great shot (video!) of the Pope, keep my group safe and sound,
had a brush with a suspected pickpocket (and gypsy! D:) and reached home at 11pm plus.

All in a good day's work during WYD :D



PS. I forgot to mention in all the other posts, except the first one,
but all the photos here are credited to my sister, Monica Theseira (taken from her raws),
otherwise stated (myseasonalxheaven.blogspot.com).

She's a good photographer :D


To continue, click World Youth Day #7

WYD Trip Day 5

Okay, it's been awhile... so here you go!

17 August 2011!

Today was the first day of the catechesis,
and to be honest, I had no idea what kind of session would take place.

So while waiting for the Catechesis to start,
we took pictures and watched for the streaming people to come in.

There were South Africans, people from Trinidad and Tobago... Jamaicans...
Americans, Australians... the like.

To tell you the truth,
I know that there were so many people from different countries that came that day,
but I can't remember who came on what day since we had three days of catechesis.

While waiting, we took pictures a little.


Tina and Bibiana...
lol.

Actually, I don't have many photos of the church... :/

We had an ice-breaker where we were asked to separate into our phone brands
then we we told to ask the second name of a person from another country.

I did literally what was asked.
After that, the emcee asked if there were anyonre who didn't know the first name
of the person we were acquainted to. Oops. DX

Then everyone was supposed to sit next to a South African.
Which I did, and I sat next to Sherman, who sat next to my sis.

We exchanged sourvenirs XD
He gave me a South African band while my sis gave him a Malaysian keychain.

So did the Myanmar girl that sat beside me. She also gave me a bracelet 8D

During the Catechesis, the bishop (he was talking about the then-recent conduct of
British youths who protested and cause public damage in Britain)

And how demoralizing it was.
He also talked about how important the family structure was; and how the Holy Family
was a really good example of how families should be.
Oh Lord, I was halfway asleep during that session D:
So that really is the best I could remember x.x

After that, the floor was open to the young people to asked questions which
would be answered by the bishop.

I didn't have any questions to ask, mainly cause I didn't have much of an opinion.
But the questions thrown to the bishop was just wow o.o

And the answers given by the bishop was also WOW! O.O

Like there was this question, about a young Catholic guy who said that he agreed
with the Catholic teaching, but he can't seem to agree with the Church's stand on gay rights on marriage.
So he asked if he could be still a Catholic.

The bishop said yes, he could... but the bishop also asked him to continue
searching for the truth to gay marriage.
There was such a thing called Gradual Acceptance to the Truth
(I forgot the real name to it, but that was basically what it was)

That in the end, if he continued to reflect and pray for it,
he would accept the Church's stand on gay marriage (or the truth behind it).

There were many other Q & A, but I've forgotten most of them :/ (useless me)

After that, the bishop celebrated the Mass, and I was... kinda shocked at how
the South Africans celebrated Mass :o

There were tons of dancing and birdcalling (I was told that was what the name was)
:o

And during the times when we would sing, the people would just recite it.

After Mass, we were free to do what we wanted.
So we went to look for lunch.

At the train station, we met Korean girls who dressed up in their Korean traditional clothes 8D

Photo, photo!! 8D

Look at the amount of people lining up to go somewhere! :o
This was basically what it looked like at every train station...
especially during peak hours.

We finally went to somewhere for lunch.
So while waiting for the waiter to take our order,
it's picture time 8D



Me trying to figure out where to go :o
There was an Asian Youth Gathering... but we didn't go there T-T

If we did, I'd have to split up with this tiny group, so I didn't go for it -.-;;
Anyways, they were going to the Love and Life Center, so I just followed them =/


Little sis happily posing with the Coke bottle.
And yesh, it is the original glass bottle with a bottle cap, peeps.
See that little red booklet on the table?
That contained our food vouchers.

Oh, I had salad and tortilla here...
And I forgot that I ordered something, and my dish and Tina's were mixed =.=;
D:

After lunch, we all (four of us) went to the Love and Life Center.
And I was pretty much... bored. Kinda.
Since I wasn't really interested in anything that they had *sigh*

They had a Vocation Cafe, but I got lost in the building trying to look for it :(

On the ground floor, there were musicians playing wonderful music 8D
God in beauty.

The four member group that attracted a small crowd :D

After that, we finally met Tina and she showed us where the Vocation Cafe was.
Apparantly, it was on a different vocation that I thought it would be.
Oh gosh, I was hopeless D: D:

Anyways, I met a priest from... USA
*he specifically told us where, but I forgot which area T-T


This is Father J.
Yes, even Monica forgot what his name was.
Sorry Father D:

This is Father Jim.
(yes, I know. All the priests and nuns that I talked to had names that started with J o.o)
*Don't you think that it reminds you of Jesus? :o
haha XD
I finally remembered his name XD

Afterwards, we went to the basement, where there was a large booth set up.
I forgot the name of the exercise/activity.
Testimonies.

It was about life and conception.
About doing the right thing.

We each were given mp3s and used the tracks in accordance to the posters.
There were four stories.

Testimony One was about this Indian lady from New York.
I don't even remember her name :/
She was in a relationship with this guy and moved in with him.
Then she became pregnant. And you know what?

That guy had arguments with her and left her. He told her that he would only come back
after she aborted the baby. And she did.

She said she felt very guilty and it shattered her heart.
That guy came back, and lived with her again.
Months later, even on birth control pills, she became pregnant again.

That time, that guy left her and told her to call him after she aborted the baby.
She was pressured to abort; but she knew if she did, she would've...
idk, what's worse than dying a painful death?

She was so lonely and did not have anyone to help her.
And one day, she just went to a church in New York (where she lived)
got down on her knees and prayed.
And she felt comforted.

Her mother from India didn't help, she also wrote letters urging her to abort the child.
But she didn't give up.
Down in her weakest moments, even when she felt the great pressure telling her to abort the child,
she didn't give up. She prayed often and went to church often.

And after she gave birth, she kept the child and named her Grace.
The letters from India came happy, and soon her mother was sending her dresses and gifts for the
granddaughter.

Testimony Two was about this guy who was addicted to porn.
He was in the wrong circle of friends, and in the wrong group.
He was depressed, and every girl he went out with dumped him.
I think.

Until one day, he gave up pornography and decided to live a clean life.
He prayed that he would be able to have a good, wonderful wife,
and he also prayed for the girl that God would give him as a wife.

On the other side, this girl was in an abusive relationship.
She was kind of hurt and all, and after awhile, the guy she was with ended things with her.
She thought the worst had come, but it didn't.

Soon after, I think, she found herself in another abusive relationship.
And after that one ended, she found this guy who used to be a pornography addict.
And when he was with her, she was loved and treated with respect.
They had a steady and pure relationship.
Then they got married. Awww :D

Testimony Three was about this guy Ben (remembered his name cause he was cute :x)
*he was in the posters, so yeah :/
Who was in his teenage years when he was giving the testimony.
He was in love with a girl, Sara and then afterward, Sara became pregnant.

When Sara told him about it, his world rocked. He didn't know what to do.
All his friends told him that Sara should get an abortion, and afterwards, Sara would forget about it.

He was tempted to ask her to do it, but his conscience told him otherwise.
After reaching a decision, he told Sara that she should give birth,
and then they would give the baby up for adoption.

Then Sara cried tears of relief that Ben wasn't going to leave her alone in that.
And that was what they did.
Ben felt so relieved and knew in his heart that he finally found peace.
Peace which told him he did the right thing.

Testimony Four was about this couple...
who were kinda old to have babies.
The wife got pregnant, but the doctors informed them that there would be so many complications
when she give birth that they advised her to give up the child.
She and her husband was troubled by this, but they decided to keep the child,
even if he would be a special kid.

Every time they visited the hospital for a check up for the wife,
the doctor would always ask if she wanted an abortion.

After she gave birth, the child had to be rushed for a heart surgery
and other things that was needed to keep him going.
Few years passed, and the wife is now happy that she kept Aiden.

He has got the biggest smile and all he knows is to love others.
He is basically the brightest in a room, and you can really see that he has pure joy in him.

Sorry, rainbow colour XD
At first, I didn't really understand what was going on.
My mind was in my bladder. Hoping I was able to keep it in until after it ended D:

At the very end, I realized what I just had been witnessing.
They were all stories about people who said "Yes" to life, even when all hope seemed lost.

They were all related to babies and having a pure relationship.
I was kind of touched, but I didn't cry... *even when they had provided tissues all around the exhibition.

When I went to relieve myself *phew*
Monica was talking to this nun, so she asked me to take her photo with her.
Which I did, and I asked for one in return 8D


She should've told me that my hat was in the way D:
*See how short I am T-T

Then we went out.
Here was what the Love and Life Center looked like:

It was a museum :/
Or not XD

The height of it :o

Curvy, and that was what made it stand apart from most buildings there XD

Random building shot XD

Can you guess what this is?
I think it's a bank... cause moneda meant money in Spaniah.


Priests praying at the street.
They were saying their afternoon prayer.

We left that place and went to another train station.
We went to O'Donnell to change to Goya station XD
Then we took another train to Retiro, to see the park.

BIG MISTAKE.
There were traffic police, all only allowing one way in and one way out.
So I wished I hadn't left the train station :/

We were supposed to go to another train station for a fiesta, but we didn't :/
Because we wanted to be early for the Flamenco Dance
(which was about the life of Jesus from birth til Crucifixion)

With tons of walking, we avoided the packed stations and went to a station with the least people.


One of the packed stations.

And then I prayed hard that there would not be so many people in the trains.
Well, my prayers were answered.

We made it to Principle Pio soon enough :D

And we were early :o
We followed a group of people who were also heading to watch the Flamenco Dance.


Random shot of me trying to figure out the way.

Nice building :o

We were passing by this building.
There were two shots because I accidentally took one with flash.
And by accident, I caught a couple kissing (with flash) o.o
Uhm... so enjoy the non-kissing version, everyone :D

When we arrived, we were considered early.
We also sort of watched the sun set and we were waiting for the show to begin.

My bladder wasn't happy. Again D: D:
I actually hated the no toilets, not even in parks, cause then... *sigh*
oh well.

We didn't get a good place to sit, as we were kinda far and it was a little cramped :/

So 10 minutes into the dance, we left.

But it was interesting though.
I wished I was smart and stood leaning against the bushes;
Because there you would stand, but have the best view.

Mary, dancing.

We were leaving the place, and I saw this.
So I took a picture.

Templo de Debod.

Nope, I don't know what this temple represented.
But the dance was held here.
Apparently, we did not have lunch so we decided to grab lunch on the way back to the train station.

We entered a few restaurants, but they all didn't not have food,
and in the end, we entered this Kebab place.

I was there at the counter, but I wasn't really at the queue.
In come another Caucasion, holding more than 20 tickets and stood at the queue.
Then she told the bartender, all Coke.

They were dishing out kebabs, and drinks.
I was thinking to myself, oh my gosh. I think I'm going to have the same incident repeated again today.
*(I didn't mention it, but there was one unfair waitress who judged based on skin colour.
That happened the day before and we Asians just left the shop that time.)

But instead he peeped *cause I was short xD* and took my tickets.
And just gave us the Kebabs and Coke 8D

I was so happy and thanked God silently XD
God is great! :D

Then we took the train station home.
That night was the latest we arrived home.
It was about 12 am then :/

Dinner at 12.15 am XD

And my host family's son was such a huge football fan XD
He was watching a football game between Real Madrid and another team.
He cursed when the other team scored and went happy when his team scored XD
He was even wearing the Real Madrid flag as a cape XD

And the kebab was HUGEEEEE!!
Bigger than two of my fists combined o.o
But I didn't care, I was so hungry! D:

Such is the life during WYD 8D

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