Also, also, I saw several attractive men today. Double plus bonus: two of them were Chinese and brothers and speaking to each other in Mandarin and one of them was wearing a collared shirt and a sweater vest. I am very proud of myself for not running up to them and hugging them and yelling Chinese at them because I didn’t want to insult them or embarrass myself with my limited and mediocre Chinese.
But I just really miss China and I haven’t been there in a year and that’s insane and I’m supposed to be there right now but I’m not.
I miss the rushing, busy streets, full of cars weaving in and out, miraculously without crashing as if they were really all just dancing with each other. China is kind of like one big dance the way the billions of people seamlessly interact with each other constantly. And hearing lilting Mandarin being called from the street vendors, or the business man of his cell phone, or the girls talking to each other and giggling, or the Mother giving a stern talking to to her wriggling child. And the thick, muggy-I cannot even begin to describe the scent-ed air. And the taste of the Dragonfruit you buy for 5 jiao ($0.07) from said street vendor.
But, really, my point is I saw some attractive guys today and it was nice.