Day 1, war zone

Day 1 in the Dragon City,

It’s a war zone in here. WAR ZONE

It was 8 around in the morning, you could see spirals of people “in line”.  I could see the excitement of many Chinese nationals, when they see a stamping booth. I see that same excitement when the ferry is here to ship us to the another side of the shore ( Pudong and PuXi). People start pushing towards the start line and RUN towards the entrance of the ferry, it’s like the mad dash for the final limited edition hello kitty at MacDonald then, or maybe they are training for the Olympics.

Im Chinese, they are Chinese. But I think we culture shock each other. The way they look at me when I or my friends say thank you after they stamp my expo passport, it shows like this simple gesture never got to them.

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Going on, I went to this joint African pavilion and the Demark pavilion and Coca Cola pavilion. All of them did not need me stand in line under the drizzle, due to the awesomeness of Mr Rama! The Coca Cola pavilion was small, but it delivered a strong punch. “ The way the hand us a bottle of coke with gloves and so, its like a price ceremony, and magic happened soon after that, my coke froze up a little inside. You so got to be there to know.

Denmark Pavillion made me want to retire there. I love the way they designed their pavilion, where by stranger interact with each other. An example would be on this fountain, people would have to jump on them together in order to make the water flow out. I also saw how people feel about Denmark. It’s love. One of them said: “Denmark is a land where we don’t pray very much, but that is ok, because we believe in each other” – Stine Spedsbjerg. I want to be in a country whereby the community know that everyone is different but they work together with one another to keep the flow of Denmark love going.

Alright, its been almost 36 hours without a proper sleep, GOOD night people. Need to prepare for the war tomrw!! ROARRR

‘Delora