sniffing chamomile???

Naomi and I had made plans to visit the small Island of Kinmen over the weekend. It's a really cool island full of history, old buildings and the added plus of seeing the amazing Kinmen tesol team. So, Friday after school our dear baba taxi driver drove us over to the Taichung airport. To our chagrin flights to kinmen were canceled due to heavy fog. So now what? We couldn't go home, because we knew we'd probably end up wallowing, eating chocolate and watching office episodes. We decided to visit the big city of Taichung. The Taxi driver we payed to take us there wasn't as nice as Baba. He drove like a maniac all the way there and by the time we got there we were both feeling some serious carsickness. So then we got out into the street and we were greeted by the most horrendous gutter smell ever. There were a few awful seconds as the smell turned our already aggravated stomachs. Then we tried moving to a different place, only the gutter ran parallel with the sidewalk we were walking on...there was no escape. I turned to my purse and found a bag of chamomile tea, which I promptly opened and stuck my nose into. The rest of the walk we were passing this opened bag of chamomile tea back and forth. It was a little odd, but at least it kept the gagging at bay.