The Russians were especially funny. I talked to them in Russian and they talked back in English. Two of them wrapped their arms around me, and one asked for my phone number. I can't believe someone tried to holla in China! Also, one of our guides, Dan Wu, was asked for her screen name by a man who was especially excited to see my Black self. One guy took two pictures of me with each of his family members, and there were a lot. I felt like Kobe Bryant.
The cycling was bizarre. We stood at the start line, and faster than you could say Peking duck, they were out of sight. So that was weird. It was like the Kentucky Derby--so much excitement over a few moments.
In a few, we're going to the Beijing Opera. I was disappointed to find out that you don't have to dress up to go. Obviously, I'm going to dress up. I brought a cute little 50s number. Tomorrow, we get fitted for our tailor-made (every time I say that, I think of that desperate white man on I Love New York. Sad.) outfits.
Before I leave, I'm determined to go dancing. Two ladies in our group went to the Susie Wong club where there was a Black DJ! Okay! I'm about to go. As well as a jazz club, though I heard that sometimes the jazz is not jazz but the Beatles, the Bee Gees, and that sort of thing.
Here is a link to pictures on Flickr: http://www.flickr.com/kbreezyonthemic
A few favorites from today:
This baby smiled right on cue when I held up the camera. He did the same for one of our group members.
In America, most men wouldn't be caught dead holding one of these things.
I don't know what their purpose was, but they were sharp.And a video of a Westerner gettin' it with some belly dancing lady:
1 comment:
That baby is soooo cute.
And you know, it's interesting that you're so skeptical of these Russians' compliments on your appearance. Maybe the fact that you look so different than any of the women in their home country is part of what may be a genuine attraction to you. His frame of reference may be his desire to touch you when he sees you. lol, that's interesting though.
And I looked through your pictures. I like the one of you with the rice paddy on! (I don't know what they're called, but any time I see them, I think of textbook pictures of asian men in rice paddies)
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