Hey peeps
Sorry about the delay. Been pretty busy doing various things. When I do get some free time, it's
usually filled in by lengthy Star Craft 2 sessions. Need to get out of Bronze League one day. I've had this game for over a year now and I still can't crack into Silver, let alone Gold, Platinum, Diamond or Masters. I'd say Grandmasters is a little out of my reach. I'm a fairly realistic person.
But yes, BLCU has been quite eventful during the past couple of weeks. I am definitely enjoying my time here so far. No
classes in the afternoon, meeting people from around the world, seeing
interesting places, playing pickup basketball whenever I want. Bloody
brilliant.
Steve and I have been very good lately in
regards to the toilet. No blockages recently. Edit: Scrap that. He has
literally just informed me that the toilet is blocked again. It's
probably a bit too late to knock on our neighbour's door to borrow their
plunger....I swear we've used that thing at least 5 times... (Update:
I'm forbidden from checking out the damage. I suppose I'll just have to
hold it in until the morning..). Also, despite a few bites here and
there, our mosquito problem seems to be easing up. Bombing the place
with Raid tends to have that effect. Since I've been here, I've been bitten no less than thirteen times, with a good half being on my face >.<. Apparently they come up the drains
at night, which makes me wonder what kind of nice diseases they potentially carry. I'm usually one of those nice people who prefers to gently pick up insects and toss them out the window so they can live out their minuscule lives, but mosquitoes aren't exactly a beautiful sight to behold..
Finally
paid my accommodation fee a few days ago. They have a really shit
payment system here. Half the time they don't know where the documents
are. I swear the dude who took my money quoted a different price than the one written on my invoice, hoping I wouldn't read the invoice because he only returned the difference when i questioned him about the discrepancy. You really can't trust some people here. Steve had even more trouble. Despite our deposits having been done through the same agency at the same time, the people over here just couldn't locate his receipt. Took him an extra 2 to 3 weeks to GIVE THEM money because apparently they don't have a record of us making a deposit. What a load of shit.
Speaking of not trusting people, what would you do if you got your bike stolen outside your dormitory? Report it to the staff? Report it to the local security/police? In all honesty, you would probably accomplish jack shit and would probably have to buy a new bike. But wait, why buy a new bike when you can just take one? I mean, there's sooooo many. Surely no one would miss just one little shitty bike? In fact, how about I leave this "borrowed" bike somewhere random after I've finished with it at a location where the original owner will never find it and just take someone else's bike the next time i need to go somewhere? They're pieces of crap anyway! >_<. Sounds pretty absurd, right? Well our friend decided to do just that. Yes, the bike is a piece of shit, but I don't think that our friend grasps the concept that some less fortunate people may be dependenton this piece of shit and buying one is a lot harder for them than for more fortunate people like us. We were under the assumption that the bikes had been returned, so we initially thought it was a tad bit funny, until we walked past the place and realised that the bike was still sitting there. We would return it, but getting caught red handed with a stolen bike doesn't really appeal to me.
Currently teaching a six year old kid how to
speak English. His name's Michael. Cool little dude. He understands most
of what I say, but getting him to reply back to me with more than one
word responses is a bit difficult. I thought I was very clever by
downloading some interactive Dr Seuss books onto my phone for him to
read. Unfortunately, he seemed more interested in playing poker on his
father's IPhone and listening to Chinese audio stories about cute little
deer... I know he's a kid, but a cat in a hat smashes a Chinese Bambi
clone any day.
Nice view from the Wall. |
Apparently hiking in the Jiankou area is illegal. Good for us, because that means we can have the Wall to ourselves :). In reality, there were a few crazy locals who looked like they were going for a Sunday morning stroll in the local park. There was even a whole extended family group up there at one point. Maybe it's just me, but my idea of a family outing does not include premature death or debilitating injury after a slight misstep or after grabbing onto a supposedly stable rock. As for staying the night on the wall, not many were as crazy as us though, with the acception of a few other foreigners, evident by their annoying screams and calls into the valley in search of an elusive echo.
We hiked that (plus more). Just sayin'. |
Our amazing fire. |
Sometime during the night, we started hearing a lot of shouting. Nick thought it would be a good idea to shine his laser at the nearby mountain. As soon as he did so, several flashlights beamed on the same area. At first, we thought it was just some trampers messing around. However, as the night went on, we started to suspect something more serious. They knew where we were, so we couldn't just keep quiet and hope for the best. If this large group of men were police, we could possibly bribe them and avoid getting arrested. However, what the fuck do we do if they were thieves or hooligans? If you bribe them, they'd happily take that and everything else you have. Maybe worse. We decided to stay quiet and hope that they would walk in a different direction, but the voices were getting louder and they were without a doubt heading our way. We may have pissed our pants climbing things, but we were shitting our pants now. This was a whole new level. Do we run? What weapons besides our shoes did we have? The thought of sacrificing Steve assuming that they could be cannibals did cross my mind (albeit not much meat on him). "We fooooooooouuunnnd yooooooooooooooooooouuu!" shouted someone inside the now dimly-lit watchtower. If my heart ever skipped a beat, it probably would have been at that instance. Damn shitty reception on the Great Wall! Can't even tell anyone that I'm going to get violated by dirty Chinamen......As the men came upon us, Nick manages a "ah..Ni Hao...?" We adjusted to the bright flashlights and made out several men clad in either camo green or orange uniforms. These guys didn't look like thieves or paedophiles. In fact, they looked pretty cool and friendly. Some even spoke English. They explained that they were on their way to the other side of the mountain to rescue a girl who had injured herself. They didn't even care that we were sleeping on the wall. We had a friendly exchange with these men and they proceeded to climb on in the dark. They made easy work of any obstacle. Holy moly they were machines. One humourously shouted back "I LOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUU, WE ARE CHINESE FIREMEN!!!". I couldn't help but profess my love back, because these guys were just so awesome. In the end, we didn't get robbed, arrested, killed or molested, but instead, we got to witness real heroes going about their duties. Now that shit is cool. Pity we didn't get a photo, but at that point, we were jsut happy to be alive.
The morning after. My hood looks like a headscarf/turbin |
One more plank for the road. |
DJ
RIP Steve Jobs
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