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Ni hao! **check back late for photos** the Internet at our hostel is a tad slow.
I'm playing catch up againnnnn so bare with me as the days all blur together. Kinda like the Beijing air.
On Wednesday the 13th we got up early and headed to the bank to get Misty's debit card out of the ATM. We waited there for about 2.5 hours, it was ridiculous but we eventually got it back. We then enjoyed a very authentic Chinese breakfast of Pringles and sliced cheese...yum. After that we headed to Tiananmen square. It was awesome, and there were so many people!! We bought cheap student tickets to get into the forbidden palace. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves. And I was only asked about 5 times for my photos. New low record!! After we went through the palace we headed up the mountain across the street to a temple. here i am enjoying my haw on a stick. It tasted surprisingly like a strawberry. :) I also bought a cute money pouch thing. The English translations are a complete crackup and I have been collecting a bunch and will post them all at once. Here is just a few though.
The temple was outstanding. There was a huge statue of a Buddha at the very top, but I couldn't take a picture of it. I was excited to get to the top and see the forbidden palace from up high, but the smog is so bad you could barely see it.
After we headed down the mountain we were starving and decided to eat at a small restaurant. Beef noodle soup. Or at least I hope it's beef!
We wandered back to the metro station and on our way we came across a tour for the Great Wall and Ming Tombs. It only costs ¥280. So we decided to buy one for the following day. (BIG MISTAKE)
We caught the metro home and hung out in the hostel bar with Simba and Ahmed, smoked hooka, played darts and ate egg rolls. It was a chill night.

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BEIJING!

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Today is valentines day in China! And we are in Beijing! I kinda skipped blogging last night because i was really tired so this blog will all be about February 12th.
So I had mentioned prior that we had a really early flight from Shanghai to a Beijing. We were trying to figure out if it was easier to take the metro or a cab to get there. We decided on the metro as it was really early and we didn't think it was going to be that crowded. Nope! In China terms it wasn't crowded at all, but to us there was a good amount of people on the train, no where to sit and a tiny space to stand.
It took approximately 1 hour to get from our hostel to the airport. This included transferring the different metro lines and finding our airline check in spot which was a challenge of its own. We were worried that maybe our tickets weren't that legitimate, and we weren't capable of printing them before we showed up. However, when we checked in we simply said we are going to Beijing. She said at 8:55, ok would you like an exit row seat? God I love china.
The flight was about 2 hours, I passed out before the plane even took off and only woke up for breakfast and landing time. We ordered the "Chinese breakfast." Which was pretty much just watery bland rice. Kinda disappointing, but they also gave us yogurt which I had been craving for a while so it all worked out in the end.
We landed and immediately were crammed on a metro bus, then we were bussed to the actual airport. It was kinda strange. . While waiting for our bags, a little Chinese boy ran into me with their luggage cart. His dad kept telling him in Chinese "what do you say in English? So what do you say?" And he spoke in perfect English. "I'm sorry." It was adorable, and I so hope that my host family has kids.
We decided on cabbing it to our hostel as our packs were super heavy and we weren't too sure where we were going. The cab cost ¥65, and was about 30 min. Only about $5 for the each of us.
Our hostel was.....interesting when we first showed up. The cabby dropped us off at this gaudy looking arch that said Salitun Hostel, and an arrow pointing down a grody looking alley with a sign saying $3 massages. I was starting to doubt how good of a deal our $6 a night was going to be. I can say misty and I were both pleasantly surprised. It was like a night and day difference inside the hostel. Tiled floors, rustic looking tables and over all really clean and cool decor. We were placed on the 4th floor, in a 6 person mixed dorm. We eventually made it up all the stairs with a few rests in between. By the looks of the unmade beds we already had three roommates. Wether they were guys or girls we didn't know. We dumped our stuff and took a rest for about an hour. The room was really nice and I snagged the top bunk right next to the window, which is really cool at night because the fireworks from the new year are still going on and I can lay in my bed and watch them. Laziness to the max.
I searched through my guidebook of Beijing for the closest things to us as it was almost 2 and most places close at 4 or 5. By the looks of the map it was fairly "close." #2 really important tip about china, maps aren't drawn to scale. After getting coffee we walked for a good 45 minutes, we walked in a few circles, then found another temple. image

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EVENTUALLY we found the great Lama Temple, and Confucius Temple, at about 3:58. And they were closing. Damn. image

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We decided on going into this other temple thing, and accidentally joined a Chinese tour group. 90_650884292219AC68170B08DFD0703CC9.jpgI felt bad for misty as she couldn't understand a thing. we only stayed for about 15 min before we were both bored. The best part about this little failed adventure? It was right next to the metro and took about 10 min to get home.
Once we were closer to our hostel we decided to get a really good dinner to makeup for the lack of activities we did. And I want to give my utmost condolences to my brother, but...we ate turtle soup, image

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and it was good. However it was like trying to eat a shredded shell. And every other bite you were spitting out chunks. Along with the turtle soup we ate Peking duck and sweet and sour pork. Peking duck is one of the most famous dishes in Beijing, and to be honest they kind of remind me of tacos. You are supposed to roll them up in this rice paper tortilla looking thing and put this stuff that looks like BBQ sauce on it. Expensive, but delicious. image

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And I don't think I will ever be able to eat sweet and sour pork in the states again. No comparison. Our server was really funny, you can tell she wanted to practice her English. That's the one funny thing I've noticed, people want to speak English with us but are so unsure, mostly we hear them as we walk by going hello, oh hello. The shop keepers always go look look, buy yes? Look look. It's hirarious.
After dinner we wandered in the general direction of our hostel. First we stopped at the ATM because misty need some cash. By this point it was dark and getting kind of late. She put her card in the ATM....but it never came out. It turns out it wasn't actually an ATM but a BST (?) idk what that is. They had an emergency phone on the wall so we called and asked what we were supposed to do and they told us to come to the bank in the morning and we would be able to get her card back.
We continued on our way home. It turns out we had been taking a very far metro stop from our hostel, but we like to refer to the walk as embassy road. It's just streets and streets of embassies. They all have little Chinese guards that stare you down as you walk by, I will try and get a photo with one.
On the walk home we happened across a huge shopping center. We entered on the luxury goods floor. It was expensive, kind of. Things cost between $60-$100. We saw on the map that they had a hello kitty restaurant. Ermagerd, we had to see it. While snaking our way up the escalators we browsed in shops, and happened across a Columbia sportswear. SO EXPENSIVE. The lady kept pushing us to buy and trying to give us deals. She wanted us to buy a small polyester filled jacket for close to $400. HA! We went next door to north face, and things were a little cheaper. China sure is a strange place. By the time we made it to the 4th floor, the restaurant was closed. image

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We b-lined it for home. It was very very cold, and I was about froze by the time we made it there. We met our new roommates; Simba, Achmed, And Shobit. Simba and Achmed are medical students at a uni north east of Beijing. Shobit works in Shanghai. They were all very friendly and had been in China for years. I wanted to write part of my blog so I headed down to the hostel bar, and misty took a "nap." I got only one entry written before I met Kit from Hong Kong. He was traveling alone and had been all over Europe. He used to go to the Beijing Common University and studied business management but hated it. So he quit and applied to study Biology in Norway. This sort of thing was very frowned upon as his university in Beijing was pretty prestigious I guess, in spite of the name lol.
We talked for a few hours and by about 11pm I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I went back to the room, and Misty's nap had turned into a full fledge pass out stage.
Oh and these beds are actually comfortable, for once! I swear the last hostel just wrapped fabric around a piece of plywood and called it a bed.

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Getting lost on our last day in Shanghai

Then finding our way to the club

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As you can tell from the title it was our last day in Shanghai today. And to be honest the day part of it was sort of a bust. We both woke up fairly early and spent the morning getting our things packed up so we could switch our rooms. Then we thought it would probably be a good idea to find ourselves a place to sleep while in Beijing, so we took an hour or so planning for Beijing. The hardest part about planning for our hostel was knowing what we are going to be doing there so we can plan accordingly. But at least we had a friend to help! image

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Hence it was mostly just a planning day, but oh did we plan! And Skype!! image

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I got to Skype my friend Christian from UW who was studying in Sichuan last summer!
But anyways Here's what we got for a gameplan:
Tuesday 02/12 we will fly to Beijing at 9:00am. We will stay in Beijing until Sunday upon which we will fly to Xi'an. There we will visit the Terrecotta soldiers. On 02/19 we will fly to Nanjing and on the 21st I will start school (boo!!!! Why can't I just travel forever??) Want to know the absolute best part of this? For three flights and approximately 9 days worth of hostels it costs less then $300. There is this AWESOME website called Ctrip that Misty's housemate had used. You can get domestic flights dirt cheap. For example our flight from Beijing to Xi'an is only costing us $30. Also, the hostel I will be staying in in Beijing only costs $6 a night. I haven't even spent the original $500 I changed at the airport and I haven't been the most tight handed as I would like to be with my spending. I love Asia.
After our plans were mapped out, hostels purchased and flights arranged, we checked into our new room. It was a 4 bed mixed dorm. $8/night. We both really wanted to see the Shanghai museum though so we threw our stuff on our bunks and booked it to the metro. By the time we got lost numerous times, walked in about 3 circles and asked an umpteenth amount of a Chinese for directions, we still didn't find the museum and sadly it closed. The last lady to give us directions though told us that maybe we would like to see the world expo area, which was only a ¥2 metro ride away. First i had to turn full asian though and buy hello kitty lenseless glasses. image

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We had nothing better to do so we went and we got lost again. Eventually we found it. And it was a complete ghost town. The mall where the expo was, was probably 4 stories and you could count on one hand how many people there were. We got hungry though and after taking pictures in that cool light thing we found a "fancy" restaurant. image

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The servers and hostess and even the cook I think, bombarded us when we walked in. either they were excited for a customer, or they thought se couldn't comprehend the menu. All wanted to help, but none would leave us alone. We eventually kind of let them pick for us, and we ended up with one dish to many. That was alright though because it was the only dish not eye watering-tears-running-down-your-face hot and it was awesome!! So good. Later I found out it was made with ferns. This whole time I had such a gourmet food growing in our front yard and we just run them over with the mower. I guess that it makes sense I like them, my zodiac animal iiis the goat.
After dinner we caught the metro home. We met one of our roommates. His English name is Don. His Chinese name is Xiao Ming. He is around our age and has been living at the same hostel for 2 months while he searched for a job. He just got one last week, some thing having to do with marketing. He didn't speak a word of English, but we carried on quite a long conversation. He gave us some cookies, the first one I grabbed was a coconut cookie and really good, the second was a seaweed cookie and I had to choke it down so as not to offend him. But it was nasty, and as soon as he left Misty finished it for me. I gave him some Seattle Chocolates ( thanks again chels, I have given it to a few people as gifts already). He didn't want to take it but I tried to explain best I could that my sister sells it and I get it for cheap, and out of curiosity I asked how many people were in is family. He replied "只我"just me. It's the kinda thing that makes your heart ache, and the language gap didn't help much with the awkward silence.
That night we decided to go out with our new friend Andy that we had met in the lobby earlier in the day. It was his birthday and we were all to go out to the club. We met in the hostel bar and we played a few games of pool, I won one, he won one, and we headed to club no.97 by about 11pm. ( for some strange reason all the clubs in Shanghai don't have names, just numbers, for example no.88, no.97...etc)
This club...was good if not better then no.88. Because it was Andy's birthday and they knew the owners we all got in for free and we all got free drinks. Woohoo. We had quite the entourage from the hostel too, and boy were we diverse. There were french girls and guys, German guys, a girl from Mexico, A girl from Argentina, Chinese guys (of course), a Croatian and a Russian guy. The common language? A strange mixture of English and Chinese. I love it. At one point everyone was yelling different languages trying to coordinate cabs to the club and someone yells "what language does everyone know the best??" The drunker people got the more their native languages came out.
The club itself was really busy and it seems like every person I met was not from China. I made friends from Spain, Italy, Morocco, France and more friends from Germany. Shanghai is a very worldly place. We also ran into our friends Ben and Robin from the nights prior which was fun!
However, I have never EVER seen so much puking at a club. I personally almost got barfed on twice, one projectile-y hit the wall behind me. Sick. Later I found out that the people who rent VIP booths get their own special barf escort, someone there specifically to hold your hair when you puke. Um, aren't that what friends are for? We made or home by 3:30am. It was supposed to be an early night because we had to wake up at 6am for our flight, oops. When we eventually got up and checked our things out of the hostel we met Andy and some of the French people just getting in. (This was 7am!!!) Good thing we didn't stick with them, we would've missed our flight. We all exchanged emails, and will definitely being making numerous train rides to visit them all in Shanghai once I am settled in Nanjing.

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Nice to meet you! I have photo please?? Y(^_^)Y

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Alright, two posts in one morning. Thank god for my $8 plush hello kitty jacket with ears on the hood to keep me warm ^_^image

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The last few days have been awesome and I have to get this all written down before I completely forget the details.
Yesterday was Saturday, New Year's Day. We had a super late start, exhausted from the dancing the night before we didn't leave the hostel until 1pm. First things first we wanted to find the Yu Yuan gardens, and our hop on hop off bus ticket was going to expire at 3. So what better idea to getthere then the bus? But where does it pick people up...? So, we stalked the bus, scoured the map and eventually got on. We got on at the stop right after the gardens so we rode the bus through the whole city again. Today though it was packed. There was only room to stand, but I couldn't fit under the roof where the standing area was so I awkwardly stood near the stairs to the second floor. We made it to the tourist bazaar again. This is where it gets confusing. The gardens are in the bazaar, but where??? We wandered along the outside probably twice we wandered through the inside numerous times, at one point we were in line to go into the temple. image

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Then while stopping for lunch I remembered I had my guide book, and that had a map of the bazaar. Thank The Lord it was close. But first I need to explain the crowds...think of the biggest mosh pit you have ever been in, multiply that by a few hundred, throw in a handful of small children a dash of old people in wheelchairs and large amount of shoving and yelling. That people, is a normal Chinese crowd. Now take this crowd on the biggest holiday of the year all trying to see the same exact cool thing. It was painful. Your arms are pinned to your side, you have no choice where you are moving, and don't even think about turning around. The gardens were on the other side of a bridge. The bridge was zigzagged as it led to a very important tea house. It was thought that evil spirits couldn't turn corners, here the zigzags. I think it was built that way to give the police a safe place to stand and shout orders. Oh and you don't want to get stuck in a corner, you will never get out.image

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We eventually made it to the other side of the bridge, alive and unharmed, AND with all of our belongings!! Hooray. We bought tickets for the garden, I happened to have my student ID on me and I got a 50% discount so it only cost ¥15 to get in, that's a little over two dollars for one of the prettiest and coolest things I have ever seen.
The gardens were HUGE and absolutely fabulous. There were old style houses and big rock formations. image

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then we did some rock climbing ;) image

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Thankfully there was no crowd which surprised both Misty and I.
Then the photos happened. Every probably 3 min, someone was taking my picture. Some would ask, some would do the casual over their friends shoulder iPhone shot, some would walk right up to me and take my photo. Misty thinks it's like a panda sighting. Seeing a white person on the new year is good luck? I don't know, I don't really mind, but what annoys me is when I ask to take a picture with them they act confused or offended. There was a guy who was probably 6'4 and I asked to take his photo in Chinese, he was confused and I tried to explain I thought he was very tall. Here is the result. image

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I look way too giddy. My favorite person who asked to take my photo was this Japanese girl. She ran at me yelling nice to meet you can I take picture, threw up a piece sign, gave me a hug and took off running. Her and her friends saying "sank you, sank you, you are so beautiful, sank you" then squealing with delight and running off. I eventually lost track of how many times this happened. We think that it might be like this because we are at the touristy places, which means other Chinese tourists come here. Some are from very small villages, and chances are have never seen a girl as tall as me. That's what we were trying to figure out, is it because I'm tall or because I'm white? Wait till it gets sunnier and my freckles start showing up, they will think I'm hideous. Eventually I just started taking the same photos with my camera. Meet some of my new friends! image

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After the gardens we decided to head home, we wanted to blog and take a power nap. We intended on going out again as our flight tomorrow is really early and we didn't want to go to the bars till the wee hours of the morning. We got lost/enjoyed wandering down the interesting streets. We found a really authentic food street, I can't even explain how bad this place smelled. Imagine cows x a kajillion. image

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We somehow walked in a huge circle and ended back at the bazaar, but by this time the lanterns were lit up. It was beautiful.image

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Eventually, and I have no idea how. We ended up at the Bund, again. #%*+ I am so tired of walking back from there!! Gah so far. We hadn't seen it at night yet so we went over to take some pictures. Bad bad bad idea. Someone asked to take a picture with me, then another, then her friends, then their parents, then hold this baby (ok that last one was a lie). It probably lasted 15 min. Then they wanted to chat. But they spoke interesting dialects and I had a hard time understanding them. They asked where we were from, and we said Seattle. Oohhhhh USA!!! They yelled in high pitched squeals. And we both said yea, seattle is where Starbucks came from. Blank stares, I explained it in Chinese. More blank stares. Later we realized starbucks is called "xing bai ke".
Then we trekked home. We eventually broke down and all the talking of Starbucks made us really want one. We stopped to rest and drink some coffee. image

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When we returned it was about 8pm. We had plans to take a power nap and go out by 10:30. Nope. 10:30 rolled around and I was so exhausted I could hardly move. We skipped the clubs and caught up on some much needed sleep. I woke up at 6:30 this morning and surfed the Internet on Chinese modeling agencies. I think I will move here and model. It sounds like a blast, and Shanghai is becoming the worlds new fashion district. This place is the New York of China. I love it.

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Shanghai ain't never seen rave hands like this!

Happy New Year's Eve!

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I'm currently writing this while waiting for my breakfast to come ( it showed up probably 30min later) image

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it is now 11:05am and i am in the bar at the Soho International youth hostel in Shanghai. We are having a late start today and I am very tired. As you can tell from the title, we went out dancing last night, well technically this morning. But like always I will start from yesterday morning.

  • Disclaimer* it was a long eventful day so prepare yourself for reading a small novel. :) We woke up early again, worked on our blogs and packed up our belongings and headed to breakfast. Checkout was at 12, so we were really rushing to get to the food and back in time. We chose a restaurant that we had seen the day prior, it looked 'expensive' as in it cost ¥30 for lunch and a drink, that's roughly $5. Our waitress looked about 13, and had a huge gash along her arm, it was the sort of thing that makes you happy to have your hepatitis A shot. She didn't speak any English, but we squeaked by with the Chinese I knew. I got a noodle dish, super yummy. I also ordered hot ginger plum tea. It was delicious. We scarfed our food and ran back to the hostel, and checked out with 2 minutes to spare. This is where things get interesting.

I will try and upload a photo later of the route we had to walk. Try to picture this though. The main shopping center in New York, thousands of people, and a tall white girl with a backpacking backpack bigger then she is. I thought the staring was bad before. But I don't think anything could compare to how uncomfortable the staring was yesterday. You know how back in the states if you catch someone staring at you they quickly advert their eyes? Well not in China, they will just stare harder. I'm talking about start staring at you from 20feet away, stare at you as they walk by and turn around and continue to stare at you. Now multiply that by a few hundred, for about 45 minutes. I wanted to hide by the time we made it to the hostel. I'll be honest the staring wasn't the only thing that made it an uncomfortable walk. My.bag.is.so.heavy. I need to start dumping things or packing differently. But something has to change, I haven grapefruit size bruises on either hip bone and can hardly lift my arms my shoulders hurt so bad. The life of a weakling, I know, it's ok to scoff.
Anyways, the hostel we are in is very neat. I think my favorite part is the entrance. City blocks in China are not like they are in the states. They are....layered? I don't know how to explain it, but there could be building behind building behind building. It's like a city iiiinside a city. So our hostel is the second layer into the block, which means there is a cool concrete walk way and lofty overhangs.
After we got to our hostel and settled in a little bit we decided to go to the Yu Yuan gardens. We mapped it out and hopped on the metro. We ended up on Huaihai street, the very ritzy area of Shanghai. It was about a 30 minute walk from the metro to the gardens. We first had to find them, like everything else in China that can present a sort of challenge. The street signs here for example say "E N.suzhou W" meaning you walk one direction you are on East Suzhou road, but there is no exact line (that I can find so far) where it changes from east to west, north to south etc. So this induced a lot of wandering in the general direction, hoping we were on the right street. We eventually asked and old Chinese man where the gardens were and he pointed down an alley. C1CDC8132219AC6817189B0BC9C1F465.jpg Errrrr......I don't know if I want to do this or not, but he was very persistent it was the quickest way, so we went down the alley. It was awesome, it wound around this old wall and there were families playing fireworks in the streets and people cooking outside, it's not so much an alley but its own small town. We popped out on the other side in front of the most stereotypical Asian buildings. It would make sense because it was the tourist shopping center, pretty much a Chinese grand bazaar, but decked out for the New Year. And the food, oh the food was awesome!! image

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Lanterns everywhere!!! So gorgeous, so packed, and sooooo loud. You wound in between these buildings that would open up into huge courtyards with giant, and I mean HUGE things that looked like parade floats. They were in the shapes of rabbits, and snakes and other Chinese zodiac. Oh and there was a Starbucks and a Dairy Queen inside. Someone wanted me to take their photo with their child, but I think she was scared of me. We wandered around there for about an hour, and eventually made it to the gardens. They were closed. Haha
So...while wandering down the street trying to figure out what else to do we pass a hop on hop off tour bus. ¥30 for a 24 hour pass. Awesomeeeee. We got on and drove though the city. Most everything was closed for the new year so it was more fun to just sit and look through a bus window while our feet got a break. The bus however stopped at the furthest spot from our hostel as possible, so that kinda turned around to bite us in the ass. The last stop was the Bund. We had been there the day before but it was snowing and really cold, and....empty. Today however? Packed!!! (Or my idea of packed, I'm playing catchup a bit, and this crowd was nothing compared to the crowds today). image

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It was turning dark and we decided to head back to the hostel, the long 45 min walk. We walked up Nanjing road, the biggest shopping street in China. By this time it was dark, and there were fireworks and celebrations everywhere, it was awesome.
By the time we were a few blocks from home it was almost 7, and dark. I'll admit, I was a little nervous. Our hostel isn't on the busiest street, and we would walk along the empty sidewalk near the river. It reminds me of movie scenes like stroll through Paris next to a river or something, but this was our first time at night and I couldn't help but feel like it was dangerous. We were trying to figure out our plans for later, Misty wanted to walk back to the bund to see the fireworks but I was scared to be out that late. However when I asked the front desk person about walking at night she replies..."shanghai, it's safe. No problems, it's safe." No problems, that has become my favorite saying, there's no problems. Hakunamatata much?
We needed to figure out what to do for the next few days however. Stay in shanghai or visit another city. We were torn between Guilin and Beijing, and they couldn't be further from each other. We tried to do both, but that resulted in a projected $500 traveling cost, with trains, planes, automobiles, and hostels. Neither one of us could afford that. So we splurged on an early flight for Beijing for $100. We are planned to leave on the 12th. The hostel we have reserved is only $5 a night. It is a mixed dorm though. I am curious to see what that will be like.
While sitting in the bar area of the hostel trying to figure this out we made lots of new "friends." Or misty did. Haha this guy from San Francisco was...on something? It was honestly hard to tell, he could've just been really drunk but he was talking to misty earlier and she was like ok I'm going to do my blog now, have a good night. He would return every so often and say "add this to your blog, you know what I'm say'n?" .....no, no we don't. He had friends too and they invited us to go see a Chinese comedian with them, "give us something to really blog about." Our spidey senses were tingling. Don't worry mom we didn't go.
However, we did meet three really cool people. One, Maggie, she is approx late 20's, Chinese and staying on the floor above us. Her friends Ben and Robin were from Manchester and English teachers in a nearby city. They were really cool and told us they were going to a dive bar called DaDa. We said we would think about it and decided to go. They were right. It was a total dive and FULL of westerners. I couldn't help but wonder how they found this place, it was down an alley and not near anything touristy. As we chatted with others we realized most had lived in Shanghai for years. It was a not local local bar. I can dig it. Ben, Robin, and Maggie had brought along other friends as well. A couple! The girl, Julie was from Norway and her boyfriend, Jean, was French but from England. They were going on an around the world trip. They were both film production graduates from a fine arts school in England. They are probably some of the coolest people I have ever met. Julie had a septum piercing, lip piercing and tattoos. Jean had long hair and numerous tattoos. The bar got kinda lame after a while so we hopped in cabs and headed to No.88. According to Maggie clubs are just starting to become popular in China. But this one? It was hop'n. no pun intended. There was free coat check, no cover charge, and dancing, oh boy was there dancing. It wasn't like the clubs I had been in in Europe where people just bought a table, people we actually dancing. There was techno, and K-pop, J-pop and old school American music. For example we were dancing to "woop there it is." I haven't heard that since I watched Space Jam. We all danced in a big group which was nice, because being white and tall is like being a bright light in a field of bugs. They stare and slowly get closer and closer. But like misty put it, once they get near you they freeze. There was one I tried to dance with, he got wide eyed and backed up against the wall and looked like he was going to bolt. Whatever, we still had a blast. We left at about 3am, split a cab with Maggie and headed home. The cab cost about ¥20 so less then $2 for each of us. Cool.
I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. Until our new roommates woke up at 7am to move out. Oh dorm life.

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