update

So, last night I was just hanging around when I get a call from Grant. yesterday we had talked about cooking, and today was the day to do it, but first he wanted to try and plan classes. So we drum up about 12 or so full classes, meaning more than half of my work for the semester is over. The creative end of that work anyways. So we cook some tortillas on the weird electicity based hot-plates they gave us.

The hot plates are weird because MOST hot plates simply generate heat. Hence the name. simple. Not these bad boys. They, for some reason, electrocute the damn pot or something. There's a weird buzzing noise. I really don't know WHAT happens, frankly, but it will only work with certain pots, pans, etc.

So I cook up some chicken and we make some dough well really he made some dough and we cooked up some tasty chicken quesadillas which were a ton of work and totally worth the effort. Mmm yeah, cheeze and chicken.

So we watch old simpsons episodes and eat our quesadillas and have a gay old time and then Mike calls me. Turns out he's near the center of town, at a restaurant on the muslim street, and they're ALSO having a gay old time. Grant doesn't want to come so I leave him to go into The Great Unknown.

15 RMB worth of taxi time later, and i'm wandering around neck deep in people. The streets are drenched in neon lights and i've got a reassuring hand in my wallet pocket. I find Mike, they have apparently been eating in a private room with his girl, two friends from a while back, and these two girls who don't speak a word of english. And, of course, the only cold beer they have is budweiser.

So after I pay for a bunch of people's food even though I didn't eat (because i'm such a nice guy) we go to a club named MGM which was a surprisingly sophisticated situation. They had 3 rooms, but only 1 had a dance floor so thats where we went. Man, talk about a sea of Y chromosomes. Still, it was a good time, and we danced for a couple of hours and I got plenty of unwanted attention because I'm a totally white dude.

So, dancing, fun, stop off at McDonalds real quick for a bite to eat, get home, and crash. I was all ready to rock again today and then I ate a noodle dish that had a ton of MSG and now I feel sick, So I kind of took an off day and just hung around. Tommorow I have another tutoring session but I think I'm gonna walk up a new street, see what I can find. I gotta do something with my morning. Chaulk up today to recovery and we'll see what happens.