Lost in translation

Last night at dinner, they brought out a fish (the whole thing) and the head was pointing at me and that meant, according to them, that I had to down my glass of wine, fun! Then someone ate a fish eyeball and I gagged.

This morning I put my shoes on and as I was leaving my room, I fell something move inside one shoe. I took it off and a big black bug came out. Now I shake my shoes before I put them on.

People are staring at me everywhere I go. I catch them looking at me and they don’t seem to care, they keep staring.

This being day 3 of my Chinese experience, I decided that I was craving western food. I found a place with the word “Cafe” in the name and actual forks on the table as opposed to chopsticks. Not just that, but their menu was in Chinese and English.

As tempting as ordering an enchilada was (I’m not kidding, I may have to try it) I decided to go for a pizza made with “preserved sausage.” While I was waiting for it, I started getting Fear Factor flashbacks. “You must now eat 100 year old sausage!”

The pizza looked decent, and then I started eating it. I did not locate a single trace of tomato sauce, but instead, the pizza was covered in sliced onions. Don’t get me wrong, it was good, but by the time I was done, it felt as if I had eaten two entire onions.

China is definitely a completely different culture. It’s quite an eye opening experience that a lot of people should probably have.

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