Going to the grocery store in Chi.na is an experience.
Heck, walking out the door in Chi.na is an experience, but I'm being a little more specific here.
Today I spent at least 10 minutes at the grocery store flipping over the turtles who were struggling on their backs, rolling over each other and flailing their arms in the air.
My finished product:
little turtle doods in straight lines.
It's bad enogh they are eventually going to end up as turtle soup. The poor little guys shouldn't have to struggle while being netted up and on display while still alive.
And yes, Mom, I washed my hands.
walk slow. xoxo.