June 13th: stomach recovery and mosquito blitzkrieg
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 270
Woke and had some coffee. Spent most of the day catching up on blogging and such, spending more time than I cared to seat-belted to the toilet. If you see me trying to order salmon uncooked anywhere ever again, slap the hell out of me. It'll hurt less than the torment I've experienced the last 48 hours.
We passed the time in the afternoon eating pretzels (god what a joy to have pretzels after such a long pause, gotten in Shanghai) and cheese dip. You can't beat American crap food.
At around a quarter to seven, Heather, Mike and I went to Century Mart for water balloons. At the gate, Mike was apprehended by the business English guy who took us all to dinner the night I invented the "Pat Benatar" highball. I tried to say we were all shopping, but Mike followed through with his obligation.
There is now a giant fountain out front of Century Mart with gangways across it like some misguided casino attraction. I exaggeratedly threw a coin into it and did a little kid wish face, clasping my hands together tightly. A nearby onlooker got a kick out of that.
Rhys, Jeni, Heather and I cabbed it to Ming Tien for some easy-on-my-stomach Western fare like company sandwich and beef pizza. Then back again for Tom and Jerry cartoons and wine. (We expat teachers have such a grueling existence). The glass of wine should have lulled me to sleep, but then the mosquito assault began. In under fifteen minutes, I slaughtered wholesale more than 20 of the little blood-sucking bastards. My sleepy peace was destroyed.
Woke and had some coffee. Spent most of the day catching up on blogging and such, spending more time than I cared to seat-belted to the toilet. If you see me trying to order salmon uncooked anywhere ever again, slap the hell out of me. It'll hurt less than the torment I've experienced the last 48 hours.
We passed the time in the afternoon eating pretzels (god what a joy to have pretzels after such a long pause, gotten in Shanghai) and cheese dip. You can't beat American crap food.
At around a quarter to seven, Heather, Mike and I went to Century Mart for water balloons. At the gate, Mike was apprehended by the business English guy who took us all to dinner the night I invented the "Pat Benatar" highball. I tried to say we were all shopping, but Mike followed through with his obligation.
There is now a giant fountain out front of Century Mart with gangways across it like some misguided casino attraction. I exaggeratedly threw a coin into it and did a little kid wish face, clasping my hands together tightly. A nearby onlooker got a kick out of that.
Rhys, Jeni, Heather and I cabbed it to Ming Tien for some easy-on-my-stomach Western fare like company sandwich and beef pizza. Then back again for Tom and Jerry cartoons and wine. (We expat teachers have such a grueling existence). The glass of wine should have lulled me to sleep, but then the mosquito assault began. In under fifteen minutes, I slaughtered wholesale more than 20 of the little blood-sucking bastards. My sleepy peace was destroyed.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 6/13/2005 01:03:00 AM ]
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