mile long oval. In the 95 f degree air with Florida like humudity, with hip sockets ready to explode i opted to take a rickshaw for the last kilometer (motorized). after the very short ride the driver said "two", which is a fair price for the short ride, when i gave him the money he yells "twenty"! i refused to pay, then motioned to a policeman that he was trying to rip me off
. the cop just smiled at us and wanted no part of the altercation. My cooler side prevailed so i just paid the money and vowed to leaarn more Chinese. I was not going to let a 4 dollar loss, ruin my day. That evening, while drinking a beer and reading a book at the hostel restaurant I had the good fortune of meeting three fun people from Barcelona, Catalon. We tossed back a few and talked about every thing under the sun. Very warm and friendly people. They invited me to go to the night bbq with them, which only a 2 km walk from our hostel. The walk was painful, but i just couldnt say no to the two pretty ladies and their brother. We got to the impromptu grilling area and they kept feeding me all kinds of meat and veggies from the grill. Then it happened.....all the walking, drinking, eating, sweating, and now your's truly had to take a dump IMMEDIATELY!! After looking everywhere to no avail, I luckily found an expensive hotel and pantomimed my need to find a bathroom. The concierge laughs and point at the evavator while holding up three fingers. I raced to the elevator with sweat running off me in torrents, and found myself in a very posh disco with thousands of well dressed drunken Chinese college students all around. I had to repeat the pantomime for the clubs bouncers, who laughed while escorting me to the rest room. Inside the bathroom were a score of partyers with several heaving in the squat toilets that were already disgusting as hell. i made it back to my friends and after another half hour we decided to take a taxi home. I really felt a certain amount of love for these Catalonian people, and wish they didn't have to leave so soon. It was a nite to remember.
This is a continuation of yesterdays adventures. After my short hike in emperor Qaing's garden and downloading you some long promised pictures, i headed south in search of Muslim food. Most Chinese cities have a few ethnic Uigar folk from far Western China who's food is similar to other central asian fare, such as flat breads, grilled meats ect.... just wanted to eat something identifiable for a change. Never found the place but tried to circle back where i started but the road kept veering in the wrong direction. I was trying to make a circle but the road only allowed a 3