enthusiasm, etc... but, i figured, since i don't fit in here anyway, and i am in china, i guess i should check out the hot spots. first place: tiananmen square. there was a good amount of white people there, but the chinese still couldn't get enough of us. i felt really, really cool. like, lindsay lohan-pre-snorting-cocaine-off-of-toilets-cool (although, that shit is savage, too). for instance, when we took a picture of the six americans, within seconds, about five to ten randos surrounded us snapping away, and a few even jumped in the picture. second place: the great wall. did you know that there is a chair lift and a toboggan slide on the great wall? that shit's crazy. of course, i didn't bother, instead i walked up the 600 meters of stairs. loook at me. but in all seriousness, the great wall was pretty neat. like, finding-a-pistachio-outside-it's-shell-neat.
i'm currently having a love affair with similies.
this goes against the theme of this post, but it's worth mentioning. last night i went to a spinning class, and it was everything i hoped a chinese spin class could ever be. first of all, the translation outside the door read 'speeding', obviously, the superior title. everybody had their own headphones and they played absolutely terrible/amazing english techno music. the last song, however, was accompanied by a plump little man in the front row singing, no, yelling, the lyrics...really, no words can describe it.
here are some nice little candids for y'all.
so cliche. so wrong, but so right.
sup mao?
that shit is so..... great?
ok, so that dude was old. and the chic was young.the first time she called him 'daddy' i wanted to
believe that it really was her father. but after she
called him 'steve' and the way he so, softly?, carassed/petted
her, my worst fears came true. although, props man.
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