Hangzhou Lovin’

While it’s time I give my account of the shanghai madness that went down this weekend with Carl and Greg, with soundeffects. So it started out on the train, choo choo choo choo toot toot. I studied chinese and listened to my hip hop music, tick tick bump. The we got to shanghai bustle bustle bustle I called up my friend yo what’s up? And I guess we were staying in another guys house… with his parents. While I felt a slight trepidation gulp

So off we go to find out where this dude lives, taking subways whoosh and taxicabshonk honk. The taxi finally pulls up in front of the Jin Mao building, the biggest in Shanghai, and we are a little confushed what the fuck. So we meet the fellow we are going to stay with, a cool guy. ’sup y’all. It turns out that we aren’t staying in the Jin Mao building, just in a luxuary apartment with a perfect view of the Jin Mao Buliding as well as the pearl tower and the bund, hooked up.

We get all prettied up pamper pamper pamper. And then we go out to eat at an all you can eat teppanyaki place for 150 kuai rumble rumble (that’s my stomache). we get there and it turns out that my friend zach made reservations at the place across the street. dumbass but it dosn’t matter because while we are waiting in line the give us all the beer we can drink ahhh yeah. So we stand out side drinking and making fun of the french people there cheese eating surrender monkeys! until we get to our table. I’m all ready a little tipsy can I have another beer, i lost my first one, but the smell and site of some sashimi wasaaaaabi and the chef getting ready to cook sizzle sizzle wake me up.

So the rest of the expats are blabbing away about stupid shanghai expat shit do you know what this coolie said to me the other day… and making stupid jokes the gun shoooow, but I’m too focused on the all you can wat mmmmmm and all you can drink slurp slurp slurp to really care.

By the end of the meal I was the I think I was the chefs favorite because he kept piling all the extra food onto my plate crazy laowai and I was buzzing bretty hard where’d all those pretty sake bottles come from?, Somebody made the decision to go to some bar, I don’t really remember it’s the place to be seen! so off we go and we end up in this wierd park with all these bars around it and expensive cars and people who think they are beautiful o my god!. We go into the first bar and it is sooo dead cricket cricket cricket So I do the only thing that is possible in a situation like that:Hey, I’m gonna go buy some beijiu. I slink off down the nearest busy rood, cross the street screeeeetch, slow down dumbass!, see a store on the other side of the street, go there and buy some bei jiu and a beer jiu kuai wu, xie xie.

I stumble my way back to the bar, expertly hiding the bottles in my coat, but when I get there everybody is gone huh? so I think that surely someone will come back looking for me and sit myself down on the nearest park bench and drink my beer is that guy homeless I sit there for awhile, the beer tastes damn good japanese beer is pretty good aaron.

but it starts getting a little late and I start to get a little worried guys where are you? So I go into the nearest bar, a large karakee establishment ai ni, aaaaai ni. I wander around there for a while, speaking drunken chinese in an attempt to find my friends laowai zai zhe li ma?.

That search proves fruitless, so I go back outside and see to white people getting into a cab, they look vaguelly familiar, I go ask them if they;ve seen my friend, they are seem pissed that they have to talk to me but htey give me some information they are at the bar down there, it is THE bar, where EVERYBODY is They drive away, and I manage to find my way to the bar, someplace with numbers for a name thats pumping out techno (sorry carl) bump bump bump beep. I wonder around the place, it’s filled with white people and even the americans look like euro trash.blah blah blah Finally I see somebody I know was at the teppenyaki place, I grab onto her like a lost puppy, where is my ride home? please tell me

She directs me to another bar where I finally find my friends who are observing the intricacies of Shang Hai mating how can she be with him?. They are incredably relieved to see me dumbass where where you?, I take some tequila shots hola amigos!! and that was about it. For the first night!

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