Renyuan Hotel Qingdao
No.72 Bejing Road, Shinan District Qingdao, Shandong, China
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Shandong Coastal Motorcycle Tour
... and ended up paying for an overpriced dish of seaweed. As they ate, an adjacent table of cute girls caught their eyes. It was not long before Sam began to flirt with the girls and would have landed the phone number of the prettiest of the girls. However, he had the recent misfortune of his phone encountering seafood juices. Sly Jordan was quick to the scene and got her phone number instead, provoking Sam to on more than one occasion call his good mate a "rat snake *******". Soon after ...
Just Think It
... my book. It will be good to leave another thick hard cover here.
I tentatively planned to watch a movie with "the sisters" tonight. One of them said hi to me a few minutes ago, so she's probably allerted the others.
Tomorrow - laundry and letters, check out by noon, find a taxi and put my 2 bags in "left luggage" at the train station while I explore on foot, back for a 4pm (?) departure. On to Wuhan!
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The last stop in China
My ultimate long distance train journey to the northern coastal city of Qingdao was rather nice. It was comfortable, warm, and I had more than sufficient food to last me the twenty two hour ride for a change. My belly was full already having spent the past two hours loitering in KFC killing time, but all that nearly came up in the restaurant when a lass started squeezing little white worms out of her boyfriends red beak. I hate the thought of squeezing somebody ...
Chinglish
... workforce go Dilbert they're probably going to want something more efficient, like writing in Pinyin-only.
Which is just a hop away from English.
Which will put them, oh, where India was 10 years ago.
And I've got no objection to that -- makes me feel less guilty about the time I spent in daydreaming over Luo Laoshi instead of, y'know, learning Chinese.
-DAve
posted: Thurs July 22, 2010 from Kunyu Shan Shaolin Academy
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Ahhhr Sch Merzen
... abgesehen von der psychologischen Überwindung kein Problem. Das Hochklettern war aber anstrengend, die Kälte setzte zu. Am Abend assen wir gemeinsam, es war himmlisch gut und höllisch günstig.
Am Montag tat alles weh, mein Gesicht war rot gebrannt und ich durfte erst noch in die Schule. Dort wusste dann Keiner von mir, also sass ...


