Quite relaxing but the only spoiler is that there weren't many fish there.

My Dad was kinda disappointed because he prepared like one HUGE ice box there, with lotsa fishing spare parts, really pro rods etc.

End up, caught like a few small ones only. Sian la.

But overall it's nice and relaxing la.

A short rest and I'm off to Guangzhou tomorrow.

Taking the 6.30am flight so gota be at the airport at...4? Haha.

Bo bian la..take budget airline mah. That's why have to go at these kind of niao niao times.

Other than shopping, I have an important mission on hand.

Hope everything will turn out to be as successful as I hope. :)

This is Mum, posing with our stuff. Many many mugs and the lanyard raw materials.

Leather products on display.
Stuff from my Dad's friend who shared the booth with us.

Tomorrow is the start of the Giftware Exhibition at Suntec Convention Hall.

Been busy preparing for it in the last one month.

My Dad doing up the display cabinets, Me and Dear settling the brochures and website updates.

Went over to our booth this afternoon to prepare for the exhibition tomorrow.

After about 5 hours.. yes, we took freaking 5 hours to settle the displays in our booth.

Installed a few spotlights here and there, shifted things a little, put up a few signs...and we are good to go.

Aiya, forgot to take some pics. Will do so tomorrow.

Saw alot of familiar faces.

Many of those are old time clients whom I got to know during the 3 years when I was working for my Dad.

It felt kinda strange, yet familiar at the same time.

Quite a few thought that I had returned to PL to takeover my Dad's business.

Haha.

It's kinda sad but seriously, no way.

I don't mind helping him out in events like these because after all, this is something that has been with me ever since I was born.

I still remember the times when my Mum brought me along to work because there was no one to take care of me at home.

Come every 4pm, the workers will be having their daily coffeebreak (yes, coffee, not tau-huey break) and I can always smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee no matter which corner of the factory I was at.

The adults will be enjoying their coffee and as for me, it was my milk time.

I vaguely remember scenes of me holding on to my bottle, drinking my milk and walking around the factory looking at all the different gift items, factory tools, silkscreen stencils, endless rows of shelves by the wall with tins and tins of silkscreen paints on it.

From running around and being a nuisance to everybody, I gradually got promoted to being a helper as I got older.

Packing, unpacking, counting..

Any miscalculation or carelessness in packing meant an invitation for a dressing down by my Dad.

And yes, he is not very kind. (Note: I used the word "is".)

But I guess, after helping out in the factory for EVERY term break thereafter, things just got easier.

So basically, I've been in contact with this trade for the whole of my life.

I was fed, clothed and educated through the earnings from this trade.

Probably this is what they call 饮水思源。

Guess I'll forever have this special bond with this industry for the rest of my life.

Excited about the exhibition tomorrow. Hope to meet more familiar faces.

:)