October: Friday the 22nd, Saturday
It’s nine in the morning, too early to have to listen to firecrackers.
Thing to cross of my list of life goals: attend the 42nd birthday of Zambia, sing happy birthday to Zambia, all in English and all in China.
I’m going to skip Beijing and make a post for that on its own.
November 4: Cooking Class thingy.
Today we went to a Tourism College and cooked Chinese food. We had fried stuffed eggplants of deliciousness, and fish, and stretched noodles and cut noodles, and made dumplings, and made Karen look stupid.
November 5:
We ran the International City Wall 5K in the rain. Turns out the wall is slippery when wet. Then I had a wonderful bargain that made the boss so many upset and then explored a back alley village of the city. All of this followed by dancing, and being so very very tired.
I forgot to put this in, so here it is. We also went persimmon and pomegranate picking in the countryside. After sitting in the van for a long time and seeing quite a lot of the Xi’an countryside we had still not found our destination. Our driver was getting annoyed, and we were all rather sick of the tiny van. We pulled into the town that had invited us only to find out that the persimmons they had were not edible until cooked a special way and therefor impossible for us to eat so pointless to pick. We got back in the van and drove a little further up the road to find an orchard that had bad looking pomegranates and no persimmons. Here it started to rain and nobody was happy.
Finally we went back to the town to eat food at the very least when we were told to walk down a long hill till we found a farm house with a persimmon tree, that family had the ready to eat species of persimmon. So we set out on out persimmon hunt once again.
When we returned, the bus driver had bought us all a bunch of pomegranates to share over lunch to make up for us not being able to pick them.
