Poor Little Rich Girl
Her name is Catherine (pronounced CAR-therine, to distinguish it from Katherine, she said) and she came from a well-to-do family.
She's rather helpful for a young girl. Pleasantly plump with fair features, she offered to let me bunk in with her after I got back to my room to find that the central heating had effectively turned my little room into a steaming sauna, with no way of adjusting the heat.
Together, we tried yanking my room window open, to no avail. The Taiwanese lady living in the next room (whom I shall term as the Pink Flamingo), decided to flee to Tao Shi-mu to complain about the lack of ventilation.
The campsite's night watchman and DM came by and they recoiled from the blast of heat as soon as they opened my door (I took care to shut it after me, so that they could feel the heat when we all got back after making the complaint. This is to show that I was not overexaggerating about how unbearable it was, much as I hated the cold).
While everyone finally got open my door, I pointed out that since my room was on the ground floor, it was certainly insecure for me to stay with a wide open window, seeing that the campsite had other strangers visiting the premises.
Finally, Tao Shi-mu settled the problem by getting an individual room for all of us. This time, a double bed in the newer wing of the campsite. It was ensuite (unlike my old room), had adjustable heaters and best of all, coffee and tea making facilities.
Catherine came over to talk, and over tea and chips, I found out that she had been sent abroad to study hotel management and her dream was to work at the Dubai hotel that resembled a sail boat). She did indeed come from a monied background (parents own a hotel and property business) and she had stayed in some of the finest hotels all over the world (no less than a presidential suite, most of the time). Her remark about "didn't like our previous room as it has no ensuite" made me realise that she is a little pampered.
However, she is unhappy.
She had endured a broken relationship with her boyfriend (who's currently in jail) and found it hard to forget him. She was thinking of staying as an unmarried girl and give herself fully to God.
I'm not so sure about the wisdom of such thinking. It is indeed a very good thing to do, but she being so young, she should instead concentrate on getting to know and serve God in whatever capacity, till she received a very clear signal from Him that she's suited for singlehood.
I think that would be the best course of action for her for the time being. While she's preparing her visa to Switzerland, I do hope that someday, she'll grow strong in her newfound faith.
She's rather helpful for a young girl. Pleasantly plump with fair features, she offered to let me bunk in with her after I got back to my room to find that the central heating had effectively turned my little room into a steaming sauna, with no way of adjusting the heat.
Together, we tried yanking my room window open, to no avail. The Taiwanese lady living in the next room (whom I shall term as the Pink Flamingo), decided to flee to Tao Shi-mu to complain about the lack of ventilation.
The campsite's night watchman and DM came by and they recoiled from the blast of heat as soon as they opened my door (I took care to shut it after me, so that they could feel the heat when we all got back after making the complaint. This is to show that I was not overexaggerating about how unbearable it was, much as I hated the cold).
While everyone finally got open my door, I pointed out that since my room was on the ground floor, it was certainly insecure for me to stay with a wide open window, seeing that the campsite had other strangers visiting the premises.
Finally, Tao Shi-mu settled the problem by getting an individual room for all of us. This time, a double bed in the newer wing of the campsite. It was ensuite (unlike my old room), had adjustable heaters and best of all, coffee and tea making facilities.
Catherine came over to talk, and over tea and chips, I found out that she had been sent abroad to study hotel management and her dream was to work at the Dubai hotel that resembled a sail boat). She did indeed come from a monied background (parents own a hotel and property business) and she had stayed in some of the finest hotels all over the world (no less than a presidential suite, most of the time). Her remark about "didn't like our previous room as it has no ensuite" made me realise that she is a little pampered.
However, she is unhappy.
She had endured a broken relationship with her boyfriend (who's currently in jail) and found it hard to forget him. She was thinking of staying as an unmarried girl and give herself fully to God.
I'm not so sure about the wisdom of such thinking. It is indeed a very good thing to do, but she being so young, she should instead concentrate on getting to know and serve God in whatever capacity, till she received a very clear signal from Him that she's suited for singlehood.
I think that would be the best course of action for her for the time being. While she's preparing her visa to Switzerland, I do hope that someday, she'll grow strong in her newfound faith.
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