Sunday, 1 February 2009

i can only show you the door

as we talked about everything that had changed, i couldnt help notice the beginning sitting on the table.

many, possibly most walls all over china have either phone numbers written on them or these patches of paint. the numbers are for fake document services and the patches are to cover them up.

our third hotpot this trip. was with a colleagues family who witnessed my bad mood during hotpot number two and were kind enough to invite us to join them again.

the pot contained amongst other things, horse stomach pictured here..

and something similar to sausage here...

the next day (today) we had hotpot again. this was a branch of the same place i took the picture of the golden ceiling at. this place had the same ceiling but was adorned with santa clause flags.

i started to feel very strange half way through the hotpot, my whole body including my face was aching and i felt a little dizzy. im not sure if my body is designed to take so much hotpot. i went out for some air and to stand up and it seemed to work itself out. this is one of my favourite places to have hotpot. the pot included these hotdogs which open up into stars when ready to eat. also, more stomach, intestine (ducks i think), beef, fish, vegetables and pork meatballs. also a side of sticky sweet bread and sweet rice balls in rice wine. very nice.

hotpot number 4 was with qingweis friends from her home town. chongqing girl - as i know her (she studies in chongqing) invited us. they will spend the afternoon together today.

outside the restaurant

The chair and the light im sitting in as I write. glass of wine, tub of pistachio nuts, crazy dog.

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