Zhanga: June 18, 2007
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I apologize for the possible slight factual inaccuracy in one subordinate clause of the last post. You can call it whatever you want ("literary license" or "fiction" or "filthy lie undeserving of the honor of being included in a Zhanga post")... but sacrifices have to be made in the name of humor!
Sigh, when I read over that it reminded me of the "sacrifices have to be made in the name of security" BS. Ok that's off-topic and I don't feel like depressing myself today, so I'll save the Bush-rant for later.
To Gene -- I always wish I get a room with hot girls too (why only two hot girls when the room has three other beds though?), and of course that never happens. You're lucky to get businessmen. I usually get men somewhere between high-class hobo and average blue-collar worker (inclusive). So I always watch my stuff carefully and/or sleep on top of it.
The closest I've ever come to getting a room with a hot girl was this time, when it was me and the noob woman I described in the last post. She was ~30, unattractive, married, and coughed all night, waking me up several times. I'm finally finishing off the tonsilitis I got on that trip.
I love the "dirty 80 year olds that pick up plastic bottles and ask me for my bottle"! I think they are one of the defining points of China. Actually, I usually really do like them, because then you don't have to look for a trash can, and it's especially nice when the city doesn't provide recycling bins so you can't recycle your bottles unless you give it to one of them. The annoying thing is when you run into the overagressive ones who try to take your bottles/plastic bags before you're actually done with them. One greedy bottle-collector tried to steal 5% of my orange juice a couple of years back.
Wuhan and Shanghai are so different nowadays. In Shanghai now, people usually wait for the crossing signal at intersections before crossing the street (inconceivable!). There are tons of foreigners, so white people are nothing new and English speakers aren't rare. The place in general just seems a lot more Westernized. Oh yeah, and one thing I hate: the starting fare for taxis is 11 RMB.
In Wuhan, the taxi starting fare is only 3 RMB and has been that way for years, reflecting the income disparity. Nobody waits for crossing signals (or crosses at intersections), everyone spits everywhere, etc etc. It's much more like the China I've always known (and loved). And it still seems like English is new -- I was on the phone in the bus trying to speak as fast as possible to cram as much talking into as little roaming time as possible (~1.25 RMB/min!), when the woman next to me started talking to her friend. Well, tried to talk to her friend, because her friend told her to shut up all excitedly so she could hear real American English.
Those two women, ugh. I was sitting in the aisle seat in a row of two seats, and the window seat was empty. One lady sat down, and the other sat on her lap. At first I thought, "hey, I might enjoy this ride," but um, not really. The one on top kept coughing up loogis and blowing snot onto the floor beneath her (I lost count at ten loogis/snotwads). I kept thinking, wtf is your problem woman? Bring a freaking tissue or something, or open the freaking window (which was already half-open anyways) since you're in the window seat! I will never understand women.
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No, you will never understand women. But that has nothing to do with "spit/loogis/snotwads." Guys are 10000000x grosser.
Maylene on Monday, June 18, 2007 at 10:04 PM
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