3 cities, 13.5 hours, 4 people, 2 Hamiltonian tours, 7 boxes, 4 luggages, uncountably many little stuffs, 2 strange elevators, 1 Echo to follow and pass and get passed, 2 midnight drugs, 1 big mac, 3 times Elgar's Symphony #2, 2 times Elgar's Symphony #1, 293 kilometres = MuTao's big move part I. It was pretty exhausting, but not bad. Now I'm not a strong person, so I once moved stuffs to a point where I just want to vomit (don't know why...lifting is such a hard thing, you know). And then to see MuTao effortlessly carry these boxes that I struggled with... Anyway, it was a good experience, I think. By the way, as with Roger, that was probably the first time that I was on a highway at 2AM... (Got home at around 2:30.)

I just felt incredibly sad today. Sigh...

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