10. Cup of Noodles on the Flight Over
This blog is secretly (or, actually, openly) a food blog, and the fun got started not just in
Before I (Amy) address popsicle culture, I’m going to have to correct the errors in Jon’s paragraph above. We were not on the same flight over, and I did not have Cup of Noodles. I think that covers it. Moving on.
Roger Moore some lady who, despite using “r” instead of “l”, taught us a lot of helpful information.
After visiting the FC, we celebrated EB’s birthday at a delicious restaurant called The Courtyard. The food was unbelievable and we had a fabulous time (thank you Barbara!!). We particular enjoyed the way upscale restaurants in Asia (this was a first for Amy and me) imported certain aspects of American dining that didn’t quite fit – as Amy put it: “No, I don’t want cracked pepper on my tuna tartar.”
All around a wonderful dinner and a great way to celebrate EB’s 26th. We’ve pretty much convinced EB to have a destination birthday every year from now on.
The Friendlies are cartoon characters created for the Beijing 2008 Olympics. We love them. Google them and you’ll see why.
More importantly, though, EB skillfully arranged an incredible tour of the construction site for the new CCTV building. At first the four of us explored around the base of the site, some of us (EB) trying to learn more about the Chinese construction process: Q: “Do you have to use union labor?” A: “This is
Having not sufficiently put our lives at risk, we hopped in an elevator from the base of the construction site to the 30th floor. We walked around for a bit, but the general consensus was “too safe.” So we climbed another ladder built out of piping to the 31st floor. Another consensus: “this floor is too stable and sturdy.” And we walked up another set of stairs to the 32nd floor where the floor, instead of concrete like the others, was made of mess wire and a steel plate.
The site was pretty incredible – being 200 meters (I don’t know how tall that is) in the air notwithstanding – and at least we were wearing hardhats.
1-5. Ok, here’s what happened: We (Amy) fell asleep and I (Jon) copied her and woke up this morning at 6.30am to go to the Park of the Heavenly Something or Other without having finished blogging. We’ll do the rest tomorrow.