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This is a chicken magnet on our fridge. The picture doesn’t really do it justice — this is a little bigger than my hand, and the colors are bright and shiny.
Tonight we passed a street vendor with a blanket full of garish animal magnets (and socks… what’s with street vendors and socks?) and we couldn’t resist starting our chicken-themed apartment. Unfortunately, our obvious excitement worked about my usual blase bargaining strategy.
Stick says it’s worth every feng.
Teacher Assistant A and Teacher Assistant B begin to discuss the high cost of electricity. This gets my attention because these TAs don’t speak English unless forced. (Please note, A and B are not my TAs, because my TAs rock. Also they have better names than A and B.)
Teacher Assistant B comes over to Christina’s and my desks, and begins an inquisition on who uses the English room and when and who was in it today and at what time. TA B finally brings the conversation around to the point in question, that it was indeed Christina and TA B’s class in the English room before break. We all agree that, this being Tuesday, such is the case.
TA B then discussed how, on occasion, TA B herself may be the first to exit this classroom. On such an occasion, it fell to Christina to be the second teacher to exit the room. Indeed, just a few minutes ago, this exact situation occured. All possible permutations of TAs and foreign teachers and class times and exit strategies were then reviewed.
I was getting the drift of the conversation by now, but it became more clear when the next topic was the convenient proximity of the light switch to the door.
Finally, TA B alluded to the great mystery of the lights being left on prior to break.
Christina instantly ‘fessed up and said oops, and I thought we could all drop the subject. But no, the remainder of break was devoted to making sure that such a grievous offense would never ever happen again, ever, under any circumstances, no matter who left the room first after any class on any day of the week. Then I, also, needed to reassure both TA B and TA A that I would not adopt the habit of leaving the English room without turning off the lights.
The American Method of Solving The Same Problem:
“Remember to turn out the lights next time!”
This is Stick about to eat hot pot (did I mention how awesome hotpot is? ‘Cause it is. Unless it gave me food poisoning…) We went to Da Bu Tong, apparently it’s pretty famous for varieties of hotpot broth and ingredients to put in it. (Da Bu Tong or Not The Same is on the corner of Nan Ma Lu and Wenhua Gong Jie. There are three floors of light-up signs, you can’t miss it!) The blur behind him is a waiter who went totally out of his way to understand my bad Chinese and make sure we had everything we could need.
We got a crazy hot mutton broth, and sliced beef, mushrooms, hand-stretched noodles, and dishes of cold peanut sauce. Actually I had no idea what was going on with the peanut sauce, but our waiter was really insistent that we got something-something that the other people were eating, so I agreed. Delicious.
We went back the next night for typical half hot/half sweet broth. This time I managed to get the spongy tofu (Anyone know the Chinese to specify sponge tofu over smooth tofu?), a different kind of mushroom, and of course, more hand-stretched noodles. Is there anything those noodles can’t do?
I think the spicy broth and peanut sauce combo was a little better than the half-and-half one, but I actually had a better time the second night because we were tucked into a corner instead of being seated in the middle of the room. A corner means only 90 degrees of staring, while a central location means 360 degrees of watching the foreigners eat. We saw very few westerners on our entire trip so the staring is only natural curiosity, but I do feel more comfortable without the attention of the entire restaurant on me.
On our first morning, Stick and I took a walk through Xinhua Square. We discovered that what we’d first thought was a strange sculpture was actually an aquatic hamster wheel for wee ones! The kids were all having a great time, trying to stand up in their giant bubbles and trying to steer towards or away from the other kids.