Hmm..actually I already forgotten what we did that day. Or to be specific, what was the name of the places we visited that day except for Eifflel Tower lorr (obviously!!)
There are only 2 things I remember:
i) I was dead tired by the end of the day from walking like 10kms that day.
ii) Maisara's Haagen Dazs dramaaaaaaaa...
The story goes like this. It was a very hot day that day. After we visited the I-forgot-the-name garden, we made our way on foot to Champs Elysees. There was a Haagen Dasz shop on the sidewalk. So Daddy decided to buy an ice cream for his dotter. Then I took a tiny bite of the icecream. Suddenly, she started screaming and crying so loud. She wanted me to "put" back the ice cream (siap nak korek dlm mulut aku tuuu..). We tried to calm her down by walking out of the shop. She started kicking and screaming but she still didn't eat the ice cream. And she didn't allow us to eat the ice cream as well. Imagine on a very hot day, a EUR3.5 ice cream was wasted and melted on Daddy's shirt (dahla Daddy pakai t-shirt putih haritu..). She'd rather let the ice cream melt than eating it or letting someone else eat it. Malu weehhh masa tu. Then we met with some American tourists. One of the makcik came to calm her down (sapa2 yg pernah tgk Maisara mengamuk boleh imagine keadaan masa tu..). She told me "I've never seen a Japanese baby cried like this before. They've always been so quiet and obedient..." Hahahahahah..terbahak2 kami gelak lepas tu.
hehehehhehehhe putih kulit gebu, mata sepet sikit.....hehehheh terus jadi anak jepun...sara kena ajak daddy & mummy ke jepun la pas ni....boleh join aunty suhaina kat sana
Harni Lai
