Confucius is one of the most well-known philosophers in history, and we got the privilege of touring different areas related to his life. It was incredibly interesting to see the history all around me. The architecture is absolutely gorgeous.
Aside from the gorgeous scenery and fascinating history around me, all I could think about was the toe I stubbed the day before. My poor little pinky toe was in so much pain. (I’m a baby, I know).
It started pouring down rain, and I had forgotten my rain jacket. After getting soaked, I remembered that I had a mini umbrella in my backpack. I pulled that sucker out and attempted to remain positive. I trudged through the polluted water on the ground and fixated a sour look on my face. But hey, at least I was getting rained on in China, right?
As we waited at our bus stop for the bus I never thought would come, Whitney pointed out that my toenail was gone. My immediate thought: My toe is going to get infected, the infection will spread through my bloodstream, my toe will fall off, and I will die here in China. Obviously that is the worst possible scenario, so I put ointment and a bandage on it and acted dramatic for a few days.
While I did not have the best day ever, it will still incredible to see the home of Confucius, roam the streets of China, and snag a picture in between a sweet, old Chinese couple. Even though I was pretty “toe” up, it was still a pretty awesome day in China.
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