in Zhujiajiao, so I have added some other images from there that you may enjoy!
Please excuse my sorry excuse for the pinyin included in this post.
and Sally reminded me of day trips to Zhujiajiao, a water town outside Shanghai.
I went there with two of those friends on various occasions.
Deb took the lower photo, right, of me
taking one of the upper ones. I couldn't
understand what the men were saying,
but their tone of voice, laughter, and
lots of pointing caused me to assume
the conversation went like this...
"Oh, my gosh, Wu... get a load of this
wacky laowai. She is actually taking
photos of the marks on the wall and
those straw shoes. Seriously... I'm
not kidding! Come over here and
look; tell the guys to come too!"
"Gee, Li... you weren't kidding! Why
would she take a photo of that!?!
Did you see what she just did? She
shamelessly moved the chalkboard
from over there so it would be in the
photo, too. What's wrong with her?
Oh wait... she's putting it back."
Colors, smells, tastes, sounds, and textures were always running
rampant (and the gamut) in Zhujiajiao, so it was a favorite place to go.
to our left with a sesame cookie-filled case. My Chinese was minimal,
to say the least, and that little bit was significantly impaired;
nevertheless, I usually attempted to give it a shot if I could. I greeted
the woman manning the cookie case with a "Ni hao (You good?...
the equivalent of our 'hello')," and "Wo yao san ge (I want three)."
I motioned behind me, "...wo de pengyou (my friends)."
"Bu san ge, wu ge (not three, five)!" It was said in an angry tone,
as though she might be saying, "You imbecile! Are you out
of your mind? No one in the People's Republic of China
buys three cookies. It is not allowed. Get five or leave NOW!!"
uncontrolled guffaw escaped me... which made her smile; finally.
"Mei wenti... wu ge (no problem... five)."
We passed around our cookies, smiled and waved to her as
we left, "Zaijian (goodbye)." She smiled and returned the zaijian.
sesame cookies. Before I had a chance to speak,
the no longer grouchy cookie lady gave me a
big smile and "Ni hao, ni hao!" She remembered me!
"Ni hao; wo yao wu ge... wo de pengyou."
The bag was the same price as last time, but held a lot more.
I think it was the smile and guffaw that moved me from her
bu hao (not good) graces list to her hen hao (very good) graces list.