Next morning, we woke up to a seven hour drive…

…or even a 9 or 10 hour one. The study portion of our program is finished now, and we’re taking a 10-day tour of certain regions of China. Currently, I’m updating this from a shady little internet bar full of cigarette smoke, sticky keyboards, insomniac nerds, and teeny-boppers playing loud Chinese pophelpme.

We’ve been mostly doing a buttload of driving lately. Drive by day, use the internet bars by night, I guess. It’s given me a whole lot of time to listen to every… single… cd… twice… I picked up a bossa nova cd. It is good. Someone fedex me some music stat!

Nonetheless, it sure as hell beats studying for tests.

We’ve frequented plenty of touristy traps with near worthless jade trinkets at near Somalia-GDP-draining prices. Loads of fun, I tells ya. Some have paid 530 RMB (/= $70) for a piece of jade, only to have it appraised to approximately 50 RMB (/=$4) three minutes later.

Of course, with stuff like that, it’s only worth that much money if you decide to sell it. If you keep it with your family, it could be priceless. Or “price-less”, get it? Hahah rofl i crack myselfupgetmeouttahere

We first took a short three-hour plane ride from Beijing to Kunming (No, Jimmy didn’t bring a knife on the plane _this_ time), followed by some driving and looking at stuff (as you can probably tell, not terribly memorable attractions). The weather down south in China reminds me of dear old Seattle in that it’s cold and rains a lot. But in Seattle, there’s a whole lot less raw-sewage smell.

I don’t know how many people are reading this, but great scott I’m anxious to go back home. It’s not really “homesick”. It’s more like “allmystuffsick”. Woo. Materialism 0wnz!

Well, I gotta go die of lung cancer from second-hand smoke now. Later.

-fw.



Leave a Reply