Xijiao Guest House
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- Shuttle bus service
- Conference facilities
- Swimming pool
- Banquet room
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... 37096;书店) at the corner of Shandong Road, specialized in pirated prints of selected books from the western world. It didn't have a store sign, only a street number on its entrance, the number had long slipped my memory. Its warehouse-like showroom was on the second floor of Foreign Language Bookstore (外文书店). A doorman with puffy sleeping eyes sitting in a chair by the door. I would just flash my student ID toward him and ...
Well here we all are what a day. The typhoon which passed over the Philippines passed over Shanghai but of course it has calmed we didn't get the wind but boy has it rained! Hasn't stopped us though! Our hotel which is fab is in the middle of the shopping area OMG!!! We have walked out tonight and had a wonderful meal, looked for a restaurant off the main drag and full of Chinese locals! Wonderful food ...
... a good idea to go swimming, in a town where there are only 3 white people and we get stared at constantly? But hey ho off I went to the swimming pool kitted out in a fancy bikini, only when I got there they made me wear a swimming cap and goggles.....I continued to plod out dressed like a sea urchin on shrooms and noticed that the massively crowded pool packed with VERY Chinese swimmers were pointing and staring at me. Feeling mega humiliated and frankly quite mortified I ...
... of Chinese farm life. We had fun because we were able to create a paper cut. Unfortunately, Ted and I didn't follow directions very well, and our paper cuts came out in two sections instead of one :(. But the artworks were so delightful that we bought one to bring home--one that depicted the traditional candy making and had bicycles. It made me happy.
Farming in China is interesting. Because the country is so populated, they farm every possible place. It is ...
... our arrival time, but still it feels very awkward. Sitting at the table completely stone faced is Jenny's mother and the brother-in-law's mother, plus Jenny's sister and niece. The table is jammed with dishes, perhaps none hot anymore, plates doubled up - some to be avoided at all costs: like the turtle still in recognizable form. There are chicken feet, plums of some sort, a fabulous chicken skewer, two soups, one with good meat balls in it, another with enormous meat ...