Located at the south-westernmost tip of the Chinese mainland, Zhanjiang is a coastal city that resembles much of tropical South East Asia: hot and humid, compared to its counterpart cities in the North.
We reached Zhanjiang after an almost six-hour train ride at around 5 a.m. We stayed at a beautiful villa dotted with palm and ornamental plants.
The beachside was the venue of the regatta, we ended up 4th out of 8 overseas teams.
In between heats, together with two other teammates, I fetched the team's ration of bottled water and Red bull cans. Without warning, somebody came towards me and told me to stop: he was going to take my picture :)
I was about to leave again when somebody else stopped me again, told me to put down boxes containing the Red bull cans, and took one out, handed it over to me, and guess what, took another picture. Yep, we became poster boys, sort of like instant endorsers of Red Bull. I guess that executive needed that picture to send to his office.
This picture-taking frenzy continued, mostly with the locals. On my way out, somebody pulled me aside when I responded that I came from Manila, to have our picture taken.
The locals were mostly fascinated with the half-naked Italians.
During dinner, our team managed to upstage everybody else (including the attention-grabbing and noisy Italians) and brought the house down with our Pinoy Big Brother dance number. Opo, sumayaw po ako :)
We reached Zhanjiang after an almost six-hour train ride at around 5 a.m. We stayed at a beautiful villa dotted with palm and ornamental plants.
The beachside was the venue of the regatta, we ended up 4th out of 8 overseas teams.
In between heats, together with two other teammates, I fetched the team's ration of bottled water and Red bull cans. Without warning, somebody came towards me and told me to stop: he was going to take my picture :)
I was about to leave again when somebody else stopped me again, told me to put down boxes containing the Red bull cans, and took one out, handed it over to me, and guess what, took another picture. Yep, we became poster boys, sort of like instant endorsers of Red Bull. I guess that executive needed that picture to send to his office.
This picture-taking frenzy continued, mostly with the locals. On my way out, somebody pulled me aside when I responded that I came from Manila, to have our picture taken.
The locals were mostly fascinated with the half-naked Italians.
During dinner, our team managed to upstage everybody else (including the attention-grabbing and noisy Italians) and brought the house down with our Pinoy Big Brother dance number. Opo, sumayaw po ako :)
1 comment:
is that you Ron? Dancing??? to the tune of PBB??? HAHAHA
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