Having been in the
country for nearly a week now a few things have become apparent:
- Chinese people are not as short as initially thought. They are petite in frame but not tiny
- Westerners smell like milk- who knew?
- Expat bars are the busiest, friendliest places to drink and converse in broken english.
- I will develop a second hand smoke addiction before I leave. If I seem slightly on edge by the time I come home, put me in the smokers area, I will probably feel better.
- Basketball is insanely popular here- there was even a court in the forbidden city!
- Fashion here is bright, very bright.
- You consider yourself ripped off if you pay any more than ¥30 (£3) for a meal. For anything in fact.
- Noodles are not a date food. You will slurp and smack your lips with gusto.
- Pointing to food the local are eating and making positive noises is acceptable as a form of communication in restaurants, diners and food stands.
- Leftover fireworks still going off in the street on New Years Day = Standard. Am not in fact living in a war zone.
- Numbers can be communicated with hand signals. Initially baffling, but now highly effective.
I am still working
my way through numbers (and pretty much everything else in this language) but as was explained to me
by a lovely receptionist at my hostel, the locals are not making the sign of
the devil at me- they just want me to pay!
Check it out!
Also:
Things that are not allowed in the hostel. Aww shucks
Lights, so many lights, for as far as the eye can see.
Visited the National Art Gallery. I'm in love, please can I have it?
A note from Kathryn's Grandmother. Many years ago, travelling to Wales for one year as an exchange teacher from Pittsburgh Pa seemed a rather exotic adventure. Safe travels Kathryn, and enjoying your updates. Miss you. Love you. Grandma.
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