May 24, 2014

We were trying to get to an airport after we checked out a hotel. Just a few moments prior, I was taking a bath. I think we had to get out because sauna was burning down. Now we were in some underground tunnels which had a variety of stores and restaurants.

The check-in counter resembled one for a fast food place. When we got to the front, the man asked us if we were from Hong Kong and understood Cantonese. My dad replied to him that we did, but to not mind that and carry on.