1 Week Left…
Okay, it has finally happened…
1. Some random idiot spit right unto my foot. If you are unaware, people in Beijing like to spit. Everyone does it. They just spit right on the sidewalk or, in my case, my foot. I think this is a sign that my welcome in Beijing has expired.
2. My favorite go-out-shoes have died. They have served me well, ever since freshman year of high school, and passed away in the most honorable way possible, on the dance floor. Tried my best to maintain an air of dignity walking back home barefoot.
Things that amused me in the past week:
There is a coffee shop I pass every morning on the way to the subway. In the past week, the shop has been blasting Christian worship music from its tiny stall. I highly doubt that the owner realizes this little detail.
A French guy mistook me for being French. Me, French??? I asked him why on earth he thought I was French and he said it was something about my eyes…(how very French)…He genuinely seemed disappointed. Poor guy, must have been looking for some French romance…in Beijing….hmmm…
Two people held the door open for me this week. TWO!! The world seems brighter…
I’ve finished writing in my moleskine journal that I got for my birthday from Jen Ko! (Jen, I’m hoping you still randomly read my posts. Miss you!)
Made dumplings with my co-worker Hongmin! Success…
