Mike In China

The Thai restaurant was pretty good Sunday night and not too spicy, so that was nice. The sad part is that it gave me a little "rumbly in my tumbly" and I had to break my streak of never having to use a squatty potty. Will and Pablo were pretty happy but I felt really sad... The funniest thing walking down the street this really cute little girl came up to Will and started tugging on his shirt asking him for money and then rubbing his stomach (trying to say she was hungry). At first we all thought it was cute and funny but didn't want to give her any money because once you give one beggar money they all see it and can sense it and they swarm you. So we started to keep walking, and she wouldn't let go of him! Michele asked her where her mother was and told she had to let go. We were physically trying to tear her away from Will but she had a death grip on his shirt! We had to drag her to a police officer where he had to physically rip her off of Will's shirt and hold her arms while we walked down the street because she kept trying to get away to come chase us! That little girl definitely knew how to work it! Happened on our walk around town later that night. We decided that we knew where we were and we could walk to a bus stop that would take us home instead of taking a cab. So we started walking and decided to walk down the street that we had gone down on our field trip a while ago (the street where we saw the prostitutes) and it was pretty crazy at night. As we were The even funnier part is that the next night we went back down to Gong Bei to eat (will be discussed soon) and while in the underground market we took some random exit and ended back up on the same street and the little girl was there?! Luckily she didn't see us but Will was freaking out. A 200 some pound black ducking in fear of a 40 pound Asian girl. Hillarious. So dinner on Monday we decided to go to the "Indian" Restaurant in Gong Bei. Don't worry, it wasn't Indian food as in curry and rice from India. No, it was Indian food as in headdress wearing Native American food which equaled steaks. The most politically incorrect restaurant I have ever seen. All the waitresses wore t-shirts that said "Indian" and had on short jean skirts and wore feathers in their hair. It was pretty funny. I was good to finally get some good meat though. Tonight is going to be pretty chill, catching up on emails, blogging and homework. Hopefully more adventures will occur soon.