Yesterday, I was on line to pay at Auchan. In front of me was a baby sitting the shopping cart with mommy and grandma ogling. Babies in China don't wear diapers, just pants with a gaping hole in the crotch and back. Ever since we've been here, we all wonder about how a person can safely hold a baby that way. So, LP was waiting in the line next to me. She turns to me and says, I still don't understand how people know when the baby is going to pee. No sooner does she that and I hear some laughter and the grandma jumps backwards. There is splash and it only takes me a split second to jump backwards myself. This little boy is peeing! I turn to LP - Um, so apparently this is how you know. I didn't know what to make of it but a little bit hit the front of my jeans and my shoes.
Today I went to the bank to wire some money and the guy helping me out later asked, as I was leaving, if he could call me sometime. But his English name is Peter Pan.
So, yeah, I live in China.
I continue to buy yogurt, which is supposed to be safe now. But I've also been told that it's so New York of me that I don't subscribe to mass hysteria. Note my photo here of the well-stocked dairy aisle that lacks customers.
Also, I think my blog is too boring since I don't have many pictures up. That's because the upload usually fails. I have some photos of Suzhou life here
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