It does.
I can't upload any pics.
But I can write. So, here's a special story from today.
I visited the little dumpling shop across the street from my dorm before joining a friend for a blind massage. (One of the most fabulous ways to spend a Friday evening and a "Pro" for wanting to stay in C.hina longer.) One of the dumpling shop workers is a formidable woman who is taller and larger than me with slicked back hair and a huge smile whenever I visit. A few years ago I found myself back to back with this giant to see who was taller (her - by a smidge). Finding a 5'11" woman in China is like finding Bigfoot. Needless to say, this woman and I have some sort of unspoken comraderie. We are both existing in a world that is built for people 5'1"-5'7", males included. Although, I consider myself to be the lucky one because everyone just attributes my height and stature to being Russian. Which I am not.
Anyways, I had not visited the shop in quite a few months and I passed by the tall lady dumpling maker on my way to the cash register.
She nudged my elbow. I turned to look her in the eye.
"You have gotten fatter. But you must dance really well," she said.
"Um, thanks," I replied after pausing to make sure I heard her Chin.ese correctly.
So there you have it, folks. I may not be writing as much, but the natives are in full-force awesomness as usual.
And she's right. I've gotten "fatter." And I'm one heck of a dancer after a few glasses of wine.
Dumpling ladies know everything. Especially the large ones.
walk slow. xoxo.
I can't upload any pics.
But I can write. So, here's a special story from today.
I visited the little dumpling shop across the street from my dorm before joining a friend for a blind massage. (One of the most fabulous ways to spend a Friday evening and a "Pro" for wanting to stay in C.hina longer.) One of the dumpling shop workers is a formidable woman who is taller and larger than me with slicked back hair and a huge smile whenever I visit. A few years ago I found myself back to back with this giant to see who was taller (her - by a smidge). Finding a 5'11" woman in China is like finding Bigfoot. Needless to say, this woman and I have some sort of unspoken comraderie. We are both existing in a world that is built for people 5'1"-5'7", males included. Although, I consider myself to be the lucky one because everyone just attributes my height and stature to being Russian. Which I am not.
Anyways, I had not visited the shop in quite a few months and I passed by the tall lady dumpling maker on my way to the cash register.
She nudged my elbow. I turned to look her in the eye.
"You have gotten fatter. But you must dance really well," she said.
"Um, thanks," I replied after pausing to make sure I heard her Chin.ese correctly.
So there you have it, folks. I may not be writing as much, but the natives are in full-force awesomness as usual.
And she's right. I've gotten "fatter." And I'm one heck of a dancer after a few glasses of wine.
Dumpling ladies know everything. Especially the large ones.
walk slow. xoxo.
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