Wo hui shuo Zhong wen yi dian dian
So Andrea and I were at the Chinese restaurant today and apparently our waitress had overheard us practicing our Chinese the last time we were in there. So, she starts rattling to Andrea in Chinese, thankfully one of us is proficient in it. I was mostly lost, although I did understand bits and pieces, which made me feel a little bit better about myself as I’m being self-taught at the moment.
All in all it was a little awkward, but nice to see the reactions of not only the waitress but the large party of nine sitting behind us. The lady was very nice and even came from the same hometown as Andrea’s Chinese instructor. So we got his favorite dish (not on the menu) and some good practice with a foreign language.
All in all we scored a free beer that we hadn’t tried before (I highly recommend Harbin Lager), a dish that isn’t offered to everyone, and a copy of the Sing Tao Daily sports page as a parting gift. Admittedly the strangest gift I’ve ever recieve, but it’s not everyday you get a Chinese lady giving you the sports page from a Chinese newspaper talking about how hot it is on the PGA tour.
The entire day has been a bit surreal, but it’s been a blast. Now if I could just manage to swing some of that heat over here I’d be set. These cold days are killing me.
Oh, and if any of you speak Chinese/read pinyin, please forgive my lack of tone marks. It’s very late, I’m very tired, and extremely lazy.
