1/20
B chatted with a Chinese co-worker last week and found out she has three siblings. She’s from such a poor province that there aren’t the same restrictions on the number of kids you can have.
1/24
Last night we walked half a block to a new Pizza Hut restaurant that opened by us in December. I wore my air mask for bad air because it works great as a nose/lip warmer. Every time I exhaled, my breath went out the top of the mask and onto my eyes. By the time we got to the intersection to cross the street to the mall, I had ice crystals on my eyelids. That’s how insanely cold it was in Beijing yesterday.
1/25
Just ordered peanut butter sundaes from McDonald’s… for delivery. Sometimes living in China has its perks.
Update from B: Except when McDonald’s calls you up, speaks some Chinese at you, and then delivers vanilla ice cream instead. The all-too-commonplace “we don’t actually sell the items we advertise.”
Update from N: I’ve now actually learned the phrase “MeiYo,” meaning “not have.”
2/7
We *almost* got to have Relief Society in Spanish today at church… in Beijing, China. Awesome!
2/9
It’s been not freezing for about one day and I’ve already killed two mosquitoes.
2/13
China weirdness #3242349: B and I ate at Pizza Hut (China) last night. B was daring and ordered the fruit salad. We forgot to take a picture. It consisted of cut up apples, cucumber, canned peaches, and clear, flavorless gelatin cubes on a bed of lettuce with a side of sweet mayo.
2/23
I can almost handle the spitting in China (everyone just spits on the sidewalk when they need to clear some phlegm). *Almost.* I can’t handle the spitting on the sidewalk where everyone is walking (spit into the road, or off into a bush, people!) and I definitely can’t handle spitting INSIDE stores, buildings, subway stations or subway trains. And I can’t even begin to think about the constant farmer nose blowing we witness. Bleh.