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... three groups of people ahead of us. Terry went straight to the server and told her, "There are two American guys in my group. They really want to try this place because they heard that it was the best restaurant to go to." It worked!
As we were eating our food, Terry tried to do a selfie of the whole table. Way to mock me.
When it was time to pay the bill, Terry's roommate Andrew quickly gave the waitress his money. We all said that he should had let us split the ...
... the previous warning from my teacher that Beijing cab drivers barely know where anything is in the city, I gave him my money, thanked him, and started walking with my suitcase. It took a while, but I've finally made it, and write this (after a brief period of studying and my first proper shower in five days (y) ) sitting on the sofa, waiting for the arrival from school of my new flat mates - a Swedish guy called Gustav and two Italian girls called Claudia and ...
... to try our hand at ordering at Xiabo Xiabo. This place is essentially The Melting Pot turned into a really casual fast food chain, and we ordered a lovely lunch all by ourselves. I was pretty proud.
Afterwards, we hit Hongqiao itself and did some window shopping. Bargaining is a huge, huge thing here, and, being a foreigner, I was a prime target for swindlers. As soon as this one particular object caught my eye as we were shopping (I'm not mentioning it now because it's ...
Success is hard to measure when one is teaching in a new and very different environment. One can certainly argue that Halloween, that most American of October trick or treat fests, is quintessentially American right until the hollowed pumpkins, the trick and treating, distribution of candy and of course the dressing up. Until I lived in the States, Halloween was nothing special. Then of course I began working in the Los Angeles ...
us like ducks as they explicitly examine our hair and features
through their cameras, I couldn't imagine what would happen if we
took a stroll through the poorest area possible.
The school was located in a gated
compound in the heart of the slum, we had to roll through a
marketplace littered with ancient appliances and scrap metal before
the staff members closed the gate behind us. By the time we stepped
off the bus, the ...