Trippin' on Over to Shanghai‏

We were not sure what we would be doing. We had to pack up 

everything and be checked out of the hostel in Beijing by noon. I 

realized there was so much stuff I had to carry and was not sure how 

it could be done. I had to purchase a cheap large bag to put 

everything in. I knew it would kill my back but there was no other 

reasonable way. While packing, we decided to go see Mao dong's 

mummified body. It would be closed to view if we did not hurry. 
 
That was a strange sight to behold. His face looked like it was 

glowing but it was just the light shining on his face. The feeling 

in the room was unsettling and I knew we all felt it. It was 

something worth doing though. There was not much left to do in 

Beijing. We conquered it pretty well and we were mostly tired. What 

do you do when you are tired and sore? Pamper yourself of course! 
 
We went to get pedicures. We did not understand what they were 

saying so the guy just scrapped the dead skin off our feet and cut 

our nails. It was interesting. When he first pulled out the tools, 

Bryndi was first up and she was frightened. She said, "what's he 

going to do?! He has a scalpel!" That was a bit of a let down 

because we were expecting more. Some of us decided to do more. Kim 

and I got Chinese medicine massages on our feet plus a full body 

massage. Kim got more of a beating than a massage. The lady that did 

mine was nicer, still hit me but not near like Kim's. 
 
Next we had to get our ice cream fix at KFC. We walked down the 

street and then back down the other side to get to our noodles. Kim 

and I sat in there for about an hour just having a chat over noodles. 
 
To wrap up our night we went through the subway to get to the train 

station with all of our junk. My back hurt from my huge bag but we 

made it. As we were getting on the train we met a new friend, Kevin. 

I sat between Kevin and someone who did not speak any English. 

Kevin's English was very limited too though. Across from me, Lindey 

sat next to a college student that could speak english quite well. 

Kevin had this guy translate most of what he was saying to us. One 

of the first things he had to mention was that he is a part time 

model. Then his full time job is being a hair stylist for models. He 

works for 20 Guy or something, as far as we know. He showed a video 

of him cutting hair and it was cool but not very interesting after a 

while. Lindey watched the whole thing so I did not want to be rude 

and not watch it. He was adamant about saying how much he loves 

America. I totally agree. He wants to move there in a couple of 

years.

Lindey and translating college student

Well it was a pretty full train and we would be riding it all night. 

It was getting late and I was suppose to be getting sleepy. Kevin 

and I were sharing music back and forth and he told me I could lie 

my head on his shoulder if I wanted to sleep. That was really nice 

of him. While I was suppose to be asleep, he took a picture. That is 

normal to be like, 'oh look, foreigner!' I thought it was funny so I 

smiled up while he took a picture and he just laughed. He was  a lot 

taller than me and there was not much room to move legs anywhere 

with four or more sets of feet in the small space. So he put his arm 

around me. That was a little awkward so I did not let that last long 

and tried to find a position to sleep but I was not tired at all. He 

switched seats with me so I could lean against the wall. I still 

could not sleep. I could tell he was more tired than I was. I tried 

to switch back seats for him but I could not explain I was not tired 

to him. After a while, he looked frustrated, like he could not think 

of how to say something. He looked at me and just said, "You are 

really beautiful." My cheeks filled with color as I blushed. I just 

thanked him and turned my head away. It was fairly late into the 

night when he had that frustrated look again. Then he whispered, 

"Phone number?" I must have looked confused because he repeated it 

and did some sign language on his hand to show me. I told him, "No  

phone."

Kevin and I

you can also see the bandaid i gave him on his finger, I'm so prepared.

                                              

He understood that and went back to silence for a long while. At 

about 4am, when basically everyone else was passed out sleeping, he 

started typing something on his phone. He nudged my arm and showed 

me what was on the screen- 'miss kiss you'. I felt really bad at 

this point. I just smiled and kindly shook my head and said no. He 

was disappointed but being the kind guy he was, he did not push it 

at all. Kevin simply said, "oh ok." Then he shifted his position and 

said, "I'm sorry." I told him it was ok. With our lack of 

communicating skills and my feeling bad for him, I could not tell 

him I had the best guy ever already waiting for me. Instead I just 

was friendly and kept it light. For the next few hours we fell 

asleep on and off. Switching seats, positions, and randomly waking 

up for a while happened all through the night and morning. We did 

started our adventures in Shanghai. 

 

 

 

 

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