Friday, August 1, 2008

Dancing with the Homeless Guy (jeez this is long)

After that crazy talent show, the next day was all to ourselves. Because of an aching leg, I decided to wuss out on the vineyard trip, which ended up being a more of a good meal than a tour/activity, so I chose well. Since we didn't have anything to do, we decided that going into town (Mile) offered the best chance at getting in some trouble. Big Mike, Little Mike, Joe, Erica, Jes, Cynthia, and I all hopped the bus and started looking for western food, after eating loads of Chinese food for the past week. To no result, we finally decided on some stupidly cheap Chinese food that ended up being pretty good, and pretty firey hot (I went through 5 drinks and Jes said it pretty much ruined her meal).

After that we walked around looking for something to do. That's when we saw people carrying torches all around the city. Turns out it was the Torch Festival. Carrying lit torches around crowded Chinese streets...I have to hand it to the guy who invented this holiday. You can see me getting lit up (Jes actually purchased the torch after we both decided that it was a necessity that we carry around a burning stick), and yes, those are 10 year-old kids getting their torch on.

After having my turn with the torch riding it around town like a horse (got a few looks, especially when I said "What's up?" in Chinese to people walking by), things really got interesting. A nearby store was cranking some techno music. This homeless guy was getting into the groove, and I thought it looked like a good time...I joined him by mimicing his moves. It's hard to believe that he didn't notice me, or Cynthia and Michael who joined me shortly afterward, especially because there was a lot of people watching. Quite a few. You can see the wall of people that formed on our left side, and there was a similar one on our other side and even people lining the other side of the street. Cars were rubbernecking, partly causing traffic to come to a standstill. We danced for like 3 or 4 minutes. It was pretty nuts. Then some shop owner came over and interupt the music, causing the homeless guy to stop dancing and us to give up our fame. (Thanks to Jes? I have the video...that thing is good).

Well, we finished dancing and then Jes gave the torch to some lucky Chinese lady as we went for what else but kareoke. You really had to dig to get some good songs, but we sang pretty passionately and made out well (not in that way). I know for a fact that we went through all the Britney Spears songs, Jes and I were the only ones who knew Tom Petty, and Big Michael went for the usual Carpenters.

We had had a few drinks, and then I went to go to the bathroom and order another round when I ran into some random Chinese guy who was taking a break from the adjacent room. We got to talking and he invited me into his room, which was so smokey it made my eyes water. He introduced me to everyone in the room, which led to a toast from each of them...I drank everytime when they each drank once...I really needed my team. Anyway, we had a shouting conversation as the music was blasting, and of course, as pretty much every Chinese person asks me, he wanted to know if I had a girlfriend. Indicating that I didn't led to him offering to "take my pick" of the girls in the room. I don't think the girls were hookers...he said they were friends...so I was pretty confused. I stayed for about 20 minutes, finally returning to my room where people might have been wondering where I was? I think they were just so pumped to get rid of me. Anyway, we had used up pretty much all the American songs, so I invited them over the smokey room to sing with my new friends/hookers. We stayed for a short time, all my friends got toasted (of course) and I sang "Girl From Across, Look Over Here"...what else? (the guy wanted to take me out to dinner the next day, which for some odd reason I agreed, even though I knew we were leaving town at noon...he called around 2pm the next day...that was an awkward conversation).

We got back to camp pretty late, but not late enough. I think Cynthia or Jes wanted to play cards. Girls weren't allowed in the guys dorms, so we told the guard lady that "It would be our little secret." Guess it worked. We busted into Little Michael's room--he had already returned home early to sleep...serious mistake. He got a wake up massage by me. You can see how much he enjoyed it. Then Joe and I got beat by two girls at euchre...weak sauce. That entire night was pretty stupid...maybe due to the fact that we'd been working pretty freaking hard the past week. You know how we do.







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