This is my fourth month over four years in Beijing, so I don’t have as much cultural shock as I once did. Still, two events (one today, and one yesterday) serve to remind me that I am not at home.
First, I was given a bag of fungus as a gift.
Second, I was told both that I was too fat and not eating enough. This was within three minutes of each other. By the same people. Unless I am an incompetent anorexic, I can’t be doing both.
I am enjoying my trip to Beijing immensely. Now, off to Pizza Hut!