Shanghai Nights!

I have no idea what I am eating right now but it is absolutely delicious. It could be dog for all I care, but let me tell you: Chinese Food> American Chinese Food. Anyway, I am really just updating this for my mom's sake to let her know that surprisingly I acted like a big girl getting through a foreign country all by myself and I am surprisingly still alive!

The Shanghai airport has definitely tested my patience. I had to throw all my nail polish away (she let me keep one cause she felt bad) but of course I had a lighter in my pocket that got through just fine! And oh don't even get me started on the stares. I try to stare back but it justs gets a little too awkward. I will work on it though. I can definitely tell the difference between the Chinese and Japanese. The Chinese seem to be very loud and passionate and they have no concept of personal space. I constantly get grabbed and pushed. Kind of like being at a frat but not as douchy? 

The flight was nice last night, I was nervous once again so I downed four glasses of champagne and successfully passed out for the duration of the flight. These seats were nicer than my last business class and I had no neighbor so I was in a little pod all by myself! Getting off the flight was another story. As I mentioned yesterday Shoji wrote out the name of my hotel and the address in Chinese. When I left customs there was a huge mob of Chinese trying to get me to take their taxis. One was persistent and kept stalking me so I gave in and gave him my paper. He, and a group of other Chinese people all laughed. "Oh ha ha no all airport speak English!!!" Well excccccccccuuuse me. To save face I quickly gave him a confused blank look and said "Pardon? Desole, Parle pas anglais.." His face fell pretty fast. He then led me to the shuttle and spoke to me with exaggerated  gestures and a loud voice since I told him I didn't speak his second language. I wish someone could have been there to see it. Taylor- 1, Chinese airport workers - 0.

The hotel was really nice last night as well! It was nice to have someone carry my bags and sleep in a nice big bed. The best part was the two Chinese girls singing "bleeding love" in the corner of the hotel to all the English Businessmen. The second best part was when we had to hold the elevator for a man and when he squeezed in he looked around, smiled, and said "hahah solly!!!! It's a his fart! All hiss fart!!!" Oh yeah, I'm in China. Time to head to Chengdu!!!