I couldn't blog last night because I was very, very sleepy. I had a long, comical taxi ride (I almost died 8 times...the concept of "stay in your lane" is really just a concept in Beijing) on the way to the hotel I stayed at last time I was in China. Last time, I had a most delicious meal, twice, I remember, which was not recreated last night. :( Sadly :(, I have not had any heart-stopping, breathtaking, soul-stirring meals while I've been here. But I've yet to have the Peking Duck, which is a national specialty, I hear.
I've really loved the way so many things translate here without language. While yes, the Chinese are famous in my mind for their literal translations of American sayings (for example, the picture on Flickr of the sign at the aquarium says, "Please do not buy the tickets from other men" meaning, don't get scalped tickets, buy them at the counter), there are so many things we understand about each other not knowing a word of the others' language. Babies really are cute everywhere. Kids run around excitedly chattering like in the US. I don't know what they're saying, but I can tell how excited they are about the smallest of things. Our cab driver last night thought it was hilarious, as did we, that we had given him the wrong address--the correct one was on the front side of the business card, and he had looked at the back, not knowing. He laughed, and we laughed. When a woman in the car with us, Velisa, got out pictures of her children and passed them to her sister, me, and then my mother, in the front seat, he leaned over to look. Then he got his glasses out so he could really look! He smiled and gave a what? Thumbs-up.
Today, we're headed to a park and an acrobatics show. Tomorrow the Great Wall, and hopefully...clubbing!
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