spent a couple of days in wuhan recently. photos will be up soon. heres a couple of emails i wrote from my lunch
From: Terence
Sent: 06/04/2010 02:17 PM ZE8
To: Colin
Subject: The scene
A japanese restaurant in a shopping mall.
A man with a baseball cap is berating the poor waitress who had the termerity to tell him he couldn’t smoke.
He is wearing an Ed Hardy shirt, versace like shades and carrying a large European carry all.
He sits down, studies the menu, and tries to call a waitress over.
Snapping his fingers loudly) “??Lai! ” he exclaims.
I drink my Coke in the corner and ask for the fa piao.
From: Terence
To: Colin
Date: 06/04/2010 02:23 PM
Subject: Re: The scene
Oh, they’ve ordered sake for lunch.
His companions have arrived, one, a portly middle aged man with a brush cut straight out of the PLA recruiting manual and a toothpick jammed into the corner of his mouth, the other, a female of indeterminate age, slightly pigeon toed, un certain of her walk on plastic clear heels.
She is screaming into a mobile phone.
Attractive in the classical sense, a long legged beauty, she makes you think of the old adage “no matter how good looking, someone, somewhere is tired of dealing with her.”
I recognize this comment as it applies to me right now in this moment.