Tonight was the first time I took the bus! I was confident I could work out where to go but somehow I managed to get lost for the hundredth time this trip. I was under the belief that the bus was heading to the subway station however I realised something was wrong when we were pulling into the bus depot instead. The driver didn't realise I was still there until I tried to sneak my way over the closed gate guarding the bus door. He spluttered something to me in Chinese but I couldn't understand it so I just quickly got out of there. Fortunately most people here are willing to help you. My first attempt at asking for directions in chinese played out exactly like a scene from the game Shenmue II. For those of you who have played this game, the main character can ask for directions to anyone that crosses his path. On most occassions they lead you to your destination. So after he led me to the subway station I shook his hand and thanked him - its that easy guys :)
Can't remember if DJ mentioned these mosquitoes at night but they are vicious. D got plenty on juicy wounds on his face and two nights ago I got bitten on the hand. I had a pretty bad reaction to it and a rash started to appear which slowly crawled up my arm. It very nearly reached my shoulder :( I went to the BLCU hospital the following day and they put some smelly ointment on it. The swelling seems to have reduced so it should be ok now. The BLCU hosptial is very well run. The info desk helped me translate with the doctor and it only cost 2 RMB.
You can't see it very well but it looked like a red swollen vine crawling all the way up my armpit
On the bright side, D and I found decent tasting ice creams. In general, Chinese ice cream suuuucks! It always tastes like it has melted then refrozen, the texture of the cone always tastes like paper and there is hardly any dairy in the ice cream. Magnums here are at a pricy 5 RMB a pop and they look a lot smaller than the ones back home lololol. I've also noticed that the roles are reversed when we are eating. Back home, D is the one usually struggling to finishing the meals we put on the table for him. But for some strange reason he is a human waste disposal in China. I on the other hand can never seem to finish my meals and at times the food doesn't agree with my stomach. Check out the hot pot meal we had tonight. I tried man, but D bested me yet again....it was pitiful. I will not leave this country until I have conquered this food!
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