Yep, Chinatown. So it should have come as little surprise to us that our tour guide, Jacky with-a-y Chan, said everything in English and Mandarin. Linds, Helena and I took over the back seat of the bus, and we could not help giggling at Jacky's creative use of English syntax. For example:
- Do you feel exciting?
- Who here wants upset?
- The Dutch people plant flowers. The other people come in, and they like to make the American dollar more than they like to plant flowers. This is why New Jersey look like this. (his Garden State explanation)
- How can you get safety?
- I cannot speak Spanish. Accept it, all right.
- My bracelet, it's tiger's eye. Very nice. Rawr.
So. Jacky made a bus rule that if we were late coming back from breaks, we had to sing to the entire bus. Of course, the three of us were late coming back from dinner (we HAD to get chocolate). We gave a rendition of I'm A Little Teapot that went over surprisingly well - applause, cheering, video cameras, the whole bit. Our bus arrived at Niagara Falls after nightfall and we were able to stop by and see the falls all lit up:
We were then delivered to our not-so-shabby hotel and found ways to entertain ourselves before sleeping...
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