Home Inn (Beijing Shangdi)
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... reverse. Pizza, burger, chicken fingers and fries? It can be quite overwhleming. You have to choose one only for yourself. You can share, but you really can't. The meals are meant that way. So as I sit here and watch the table of locals watching me, watching them (all inconspicuous, of course) me and the girl that has disappeared for so long have a really good laugh about all of ...
... a friend of Jose's that had contacted us by email. We went to a restaurant area around a lake, all very nice. At about 9 pm the jet lag hit the three of us so we returned to the hostel and fell asleep right away.
Hoy nos levantamos temprano para ir al banco antes de empezar el día para cambiar dólares a Yuanes. Esto fue todo un proceso porque como estamos en un país comunista, te chequean el pasaporte y te hacen llenar un ...
... Karis won't let me wuss out and eat just the tails and heads, so I chomp right through the body. The texture reminds me a lot of fried soft shell crabs, which I've always loved and will hopefully be able to eat again someday. Honestly, aside from the legs getting stuck in my teeth, they aren't so bad.
Will I eat them again? Probably not. But I'm really glad I did. Because I look like a badass for doing so. Or an idiot american trying to impress. ...
... get some sleep. Depsite waking up at 3 AM to find the light on I manage to figure out some chinese symbols and turn it off.
We arrived at the Shanghai north station at 7:30 AM.
Hours of Sleep on Hardseat: 4
Number of Fluent English Speaking Chinese encountered: 1 ( in the hostel)
Dares Completed: 1
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"Scorpion Delicous, you eat." Even the chinese people were looking at me like I was crazy :)
... the crowds disappointment I then simply walked across to my bike (still with a Hunchback walk) and tried to casually ride off as if nothing had happened. I rode as if continuing my sightseeing tour, but all the time but expecting to hear the sound of a gunshot ringing into the air. Within 50m of the escape I knew I was safe from anyone on foot, and to avoid any tank movements I darted down into the maze that is the hutong. That I am pleased to say is where the adventure ended.