well, i'm back from china. i was barely able to sleep at all after i returned except for a few one or two hour naps... until last night! i scored a record 12 hour slumber! it was an achievement that had to be written about.
china was definitely an adventure, and one that i will never forget. don and i took a road trip by buick, various buses, and two trains. we went to yang zhou, nanking, su zhou, chingtao, yan cheng, yixing, beijing, and hangzhou. i'm probably missing a couple, but those were the big ones!
the food was an adventure all in itself. the chinese do not waste ANYTHING. if they cook a duck, the entire duck is eaten. of course the feathers aren't stewed, but expect to have the intestines, the tongue, the neck, and all other parts and pieces spun around to you on a little communal plate. i ate more than i thought possible on any given day with don's family. "chinese food" restaurants in america should be ashamed.
i saw the western lake, the slender river, the su zhou gardens, the great wall, and a movable, bouncing dance stage in a popular yan cheng bar - an awkward and distressing few moments in my far eastern adventure.
the rest of the story will probably stay in my journal for now. it's a hot day, and my body's asking for another nap.
china was definitely an adventure, and one that i will never forget. don and i took a road trip by buick, various buses, and two trains. we went to yang zhou, nanking, su zhou, chingtao, yan cheng, yixing, beijing, and hangzhou. i'm probably missing a couple, but those were the big ones!
the food was an adventure all in itself. the chinese do not waste ANYTHING. if they cook a duck, the entire duck is eaten. of course the feathers aren't stewed, but expect to have the intestines, the tongue, the neck, and all other parts and pieces spun around to you on a little communal plate. i ate more than i thought possible on any given day with don's family. "chinese food" restaurants in america should be ashamed.
i saw the western lake, the slender river, the su zhou gardens, the great wall, and a movable, bouncing dance stage in a popular yan cheng bar - an awkward and distressing few moments in my far eastern adventure.
the rest of the story will probably stay in my journal for now. it's a hot day, and my body's asking for another nap.
