-- I have got to remember not to stretch my arms in the shower. I jam my fingers into the ceiling every time.
-- There is an actual Seal (or Sea Lion -- not sure the difference) swimming around in the lobby of my hotel.
-- Holy Cow! Video games. All young people are playing the hand held versions while walking down the street, on the subway and while eating. And, they are in every shop, even restaurants. I think of the commercial "Would you like to play?"
-- Every time I see someone while riding down the road all I can think about is the line from the movie Crash -- "I think I just ran over a Chinaman!"
-- Of everywhere I have traveled I may have eaten the nastiest tasting thing for lunch today. A preserved egg.....that's right. It's basically a rotten egg preserved. It is green and has this slime-like gel covering it...I presume that is "the preserve". Lucky for me a whole plate full of it was ordered.
-- I am getting really good at this chop stick thing.
-- The subway is insane. Have you ever seen pictures of people on subways or buses so packed their noses were pressed against the window? That is me.
-- I stand out like Deano at a Bar Mitzvah. And people stare at me like I am from another planet. I want to ask them what they are staring at but it would only sound like this: oiweronckdn ojkfvndk jnfjnf kfejr. So, I just smile and say "Fo Shizzle My Nizzle".
-- Miserable weather yesterday and today. 55 yesterday and downpours all day---non stop. Same today. That means no Great Wall trip but hopefully Saturday. Worked setting up all day yesterday and have to go back today anyway. It takes 1 hour to get to Lang Fang (where I will be working).
-- Tonight I went to a restaurant called "The Great Wall" restaurant with the Italians. On the menu was: Turtle, Big Cock, Oxen Tongue, Duck Feet among others. The menu was a picture book (see below). Interesting. Side note: Didn't order any of the above.
-- I feel tall.
-- I have a flintstone bed. It really takes some getting used to.
-- I didn't realize the Chinese say Oy! I thought that was an Australian term.
-- Still cant sleep past 6:30 am. No matter what time I go to sleep. But I want to really bad.
-- It is impossible to do things without a translator. I ventured out last night to meet some people for dinner and I was riding around in a cab at midnight trying to get back to my hotel. All I could say was Oy! and point to my hotel room key.
-- I could have almost sworn Heideki Matsui was sitting beside me on the plane from Tokyo. But he was wearing a Japenese Anime matching velvet jogging suit and a Dodgers hat.
-- I am going to be a rebel and walk around the streets (in the pouring rain) this morning for an hour or so. I am out. If no one hears from me in a day or two...someone take over The Empire that is B-Rads Pad.

That says "Stewed Big Cock". Just in case you couldn't read it.

...and that's a turtle.
2 comments:
That update is posssibly one of the funniest things you have posted in a while. But with the whole egg ordeal. Can i really feel sorry for you it was your decison to eat it. And when communicating in another country you can never go wrong witha great big TADOW!!
Lang fong Chinaman can you tell me where the A&P is at. White man need some Conecah sausage and a bag of Doritos. Fo Shizzle for eating a rotten egg...you got skills, but how can you not come back from China with a t-shirt that says......I ate a big cock in Chinatown. TADOW
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