We had our graduation tonight and a party following. I'm sad to leave. The above photo is not from the restaurant where they held the party, but it deserves to be posted because that lantern is really cool. I think it is hand painted. It is from another hot pot restaurant around the corner from my school--I brought my cousins Doug, Cathy, Becca, and Sarah there the other night and instructed them on how to dunk raw meat in boiling soup and peanut sauce. More on that later. For now, excuse my format because I am in somewhat of a hurry. I leave for the south of China the day after tomorrow, where I will begin my "feel-good" work. I think my life there will probably be much less hectic than the last two months have been. But I digress: here are some pictures of me and others at the after party. I am wearing the butterfly qipao I alluded to earlier. I had to dress it down with my funky glasses because I did not have appropriate shoes. Also because I had to change really quickly after coming back from the
mammoth size jewelry mart all the way across town (amazing stuff, really amazing, including cinnabar bracelets, fake jade buddhas, strands of pearls, and original editions of mao's little red book!). Everyone is leaving, and so am I. I seriously remember just having arrived here. I will try to do my hot pot entry before I leave, but I make no promises.
6 comments:
Your butterfly dress is absolutely exquisite, and you wear it beautifully!
there once was a bouncing young couple
who found they could rhyme by the double
were i by their side, i'd give them high fives
cause large noodles and pots all spell trouble!
Miss Risha departed New York
to eat scads of barbecued pork.
When she dropped her baozi
in a hot cup of tea,
she said "Next time, I'll use a fork!"
A charming young lady from Napa,
asked, "why don't you become a big rapper?"
I'll give you this pill, 'twill make you rhyme ill,
5 times better than that dude Uncle Kracka!
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