Hot Chocolate in Queens!

Today my legs are finally not sore (my thighs still hurt a bit) and I feel so much better. My arms don’t feel like burning and it doesn’t take 2 minutes to stand up when sitting. But first, I want to talk about my adventure in New York. My mom wanted my sister to get a haircut and have new shoes for school since there were only three more days, I decided to tag along since I didn’t want to go to the park (my body was still sore then). We took a bus to Journal Square and took a train to Queens. There, my mom wanted to eat some Tibetan Food and talk to one of her friends. I know this because while we were sitting she was chatting with some other Tibetans at the table in front of us. I ordered Beef Momo and “Tiemo” while my sister only had Momo. Now that I think about it, we should have just ordered one plate of 8 because I barely finished all of them and she still had 4 left on her plate before we left. The one habit I hate about my mom is that she always asks random strangers who are happily on their merry way to take a picture for her.

This is because she wants the perfect shot with everyone in it. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing bad about taking a a picture with your family. But asking strangers to take multiple photos is a bit too much and embarrassing. Once we finished eating the Tibetan Food my mom met another one of her friends at the Express (the lady actually works in the Express which I think is really cool). We walked across a small bridge that had a sign called, “Queen’s Plaza” and ate at the nearest Dunkin Donuts. The two of them were having a conversation before asking if we wanted anything to drink. I asked for a “Hot Chocolate” and my sister had a Apple Juice. Also, just to let you know this was 2 hours after we went to the Tibetan Restaurant. The lady asked for a “Latte” as well, while waiting I charged my phone since it was already dead. My sister and I played a game called “Stack Jump” that I personally enjoyed for the time being. 

Finally, when we got the cups the lady made the mistake of taking my hot chocolate instead of the latte and she got kind of mad. Thankfully, with my amazing skills I was able to perceive the situation and stop the madness. My mom insisted that the employee was the person that made the mistake was the one to blame. But I knew better, so I explained to her it was the lady’s fault that she couldn’t tell which one was which. In the end, the worker felt bad and gave us a free latte and Hot Chocolate since I already drank the latte by mistake. Before going home, my sister needed to get her haircut and at first I though she looked a bit weird. But after second thought she didn’t look worse than most of the girls in my school. Getting shoes weren’t an option because it was too late so we just took the path train home.