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... entire evening's schedule wrecked by this idiot woman tourist. I will say I'm the one that spotted the available taxi in the street and went after it! The taxi driver read my hotel's Chinese written address and name that I'd also taken a picture of and I showed him my directions--also in Chinese and voila! I was off! I don't even know the man's name that helped me. The taxi was literally in the road so it was a hasty farewell of "thanks so ...
... until the government knocks them down for swanky apartments." I vow to explore them since they clearly won't be here long. Of course, more important is the fate of the current residents. I struggle with this as the first significant quantity of alcohol I have consumed in over a month increasingly takes over. I can now hold chopsticks. I'll find out tomorrow morning if I can still hold my OH LOOK IT'S A FUSSBALL ...
... and thought this would be enough but obviously not. It was even more frustrating to stop in at a petrol station and find 2 ladies who I thought might be able to help - I showed them the same detail I had shown the driver and still nothing! The strange thing was, the area we were going to was an Olympic venue in 2008, so I really couldn't understand why this was so difficult. Anyway, after a lot of hand signals (polite ones I promise!) they must have ...
... out in Emi's room every time I am in the dorm.
She invited me to eat noodles with her for lunch. We quickly left for the cafeteria. That was my first there this semester. We ordered noodles on the first floor. The noodles were cheap and good.
As we were eating, Emi could not finish her bowl. She gave me her noodles. I am basically her trash can.
For the rest of the afternoon, I read a chapter for school. Then ...
... the comfortable English dullness really!
I will end now with one funny tale of miscommunication! I have befriended 2 adorable girls from class 7, Alice and Tina. On Friday evening, we chilled for ages, Tina playing me some incredible tunes on the piano and Alice chatting away. During the usual introductory small talk, I asked them how old they were. Alice replied that she was 16 (but I promise you she actually looks about 10!) But then quickly corrected herself, saying ...