Monday, September 27, 2010

Buy Crazy Tights Running

And again ...

starts ... a pretty long journey with a single step. Quite long because most everyone seems to be the mistaken view that a life without ever having seen the Expo, must be completely meaningless. In any case, direct flights to Shanghai are almost impossible to get, so I have the pleasure to take a short break in Beijing. One and a half hours to get there - the largest airport the world - too fast by train to the baggage claim scurrying to declare the luggage and then check again. A real challenge. In one seems to be on board in mind, since the end of the flight, pick the flight attendants out of me and two other passengers and send us your hand luggage in the first class to the front, where already Chinese business Brasig with champagne and caviar to 10 hours hung in deck chairs and have only moderately amusing, are getting now from the plebs society. I do not care, of course, I absolutely enjoy relaxing in the spacious chairs a fantastic blood-red sunrise over the Great Wall before we are a fluke in Beijing. Then it's first breath and start running your hand luggage. We soon will be wiped out because, despite the early time 100,000 people perceived desire inlet into the country. And for the examination of "whether mer se Enoi leave, leaves a lot of time.

have now I am familiar with the two other passengers, they visit her daughter here, who is studying in Shanghai. Although it is their first trip to China, but the discussion after the two in the world at home, tell in detail about their many stays in Dubai, probably for business ... if I, too? No, I was not and I do not want to go. Well, I am containing a rather boring travelers always have the same goal, because I can not keep up with the two of course. Meanwhile, we got all the entry permits, sharpen the baggage check, a new, survived everything but still fast security, then ... but until then! I stand with the lady together in happy anticipation of our belongings scanned. Severe view of the official. Whether it has such a lighter in the purse. Bambi looks at me - can you not? No, you may not even in checked luggage. Thought it would be rumgesprochen. The bag will be scanned again. Whether she has one. That will also fished out. New Scan. To shorten it: not less than 7 lighters are on End neatly on a pile. The officer is stunned and I am no less so. Refrain from doing just the remark that financing the trip by lighter smuggling is not necessarily the smartest idea. My new friend almost cried - but now they would have needed a cigarette and nothing to light it. Not even matches (which are also banned, but I tell you not). Her husband, meanwhile, the water bottle, which he had illegally on baggage has pumped smirks. Globetrotters. I lead the two into smoking ghetto. There is a lighter for all. Of course, well chained. But no risk.

Arrived in Shanghai, I will of Bat picked up at the famous LuXun Park. I am looking forward to the reunion and after a short relaxing break, we set off directly, see what the town has to offer. The last days before leaving were so demanding and lively that I had no chance, I tune into the trip. So I though everything here is familiar, I know the way, but I'm not immersed for a long time. On the way we eat in the city until one of the so I missed herb flat bread from the street, it is only in the vicinity of the university in Hongkou, and each district has their specialties. As Bat hears that I've never been to LuXun Park, we take the route through the park is because of the holidays around the Moon Festival full of people, it is music, dancing, singing karaoke, Taiji practiced - when I look around me and to hear I can feel it suddenly arrived!

We end the day quietly with a well-kept food and I'm looking forward to the next round.

is now just a little stroll around town and announced the evening a dinner with Master Wu, Bat's kung fu teacher, with whom I now and again around the turn as well as kung fu brother, who asked to polish the beibiegt Tongbei Quan.

How does each time I'm here, I discover things to remedy the deficiencies of whose existence I knew nothing before. I want to bore you with any listing; those who know me know, how unfair the fight cyber-Mart has gone out against me and that also many other fun things have changed hands. Oh yeah, I'm just a weak woman. And soon a hungry, so I'm looking forward to dinner with the masters and Xiaolu. For the first time alone, the two speak very straightforward English, so is likely to both our entire Chinese vocabulary today queried. And that's not the case is too simple, says the master a rather harsh dialect, I must first decode troublesome. Da Bat is of course an advantage, since it is this language has over half a year cut daily at the ears, there goes the course a lot smoother. I'm still quite proud that I can follow the discussion table to some extent. And with talk, then comes the next time ..




Shanghai office cat at work

The next day we meet up with Tori, who lives with her family now more than a year in Shanghai and by his own admission will not go away as possible. Certainly. Together, we now move towards los Taikanglu, an original small district, have taken root in hundreds of small shops and pubs - a dream for every European to the mild weather like in an isotonic drink sitting in front of the door, preferably according to an exhaustive but exhilarating shopping. This is exactly right for us three girls. With sparkling eyes are scarves, belts, shirts fingered and examined and the others were either enthusiastically celebrated ("Now you have to necessarily that you will forgive thee never") or advised female-friendly ("in the part you look like ne Omma" ).
After a long and very funny evening we separate ourselves from each other sad again, knowing that the next tour together until many months later is present. But the treasures acquired comfort us of course a bit.





The prey (small part)

goes for me on the trip, the early flight to Wuhan is on the agenda. My good friend Pei called me yet and surprised me with the news that he wants to pick me up from the airport. I'm excited, after all it is his day and the journey from the city is certainly not vernügenssteuerpflichtig. At the airport, I expect another surprise: my little friend Cici also come, but she has to work, but promises to meet after work with me. And I will first of Pei lovingly cared for, fed and then following the change of shift with Cici. Although I can only employ the best and know Wuhan me a little off, but I am very touched, as the two make an effort for me. Especially since I notice that my camera is gone. Discouraged I think of all the shops and pubs that we visited. No chance. In my mind I take my leave. But as soon there is a Cici not. And so I meet myself at the retrieval of the localities, Cici is amazed beyond measure, with what assurance can I find faster alternative routes, it only runs behind me in astonishment. Unfortunately, we find the camera, just one last chance: in the restaurant where I was with Pei, in front of my hotel. Back to the hotel is of course no problem. Actually. And now here I fail completely, I trudge bravely in the suspected direction, actually it's not far. Only after half an hour, the area still looks strange, I must admit that I have completely lost their way. Cici ask a native. Laughter. Well, we take a taxi, it'll be a while on the go. Disheartened I sneak to the restaurant - and lo and behold I was expected. Pride keeps the restaurant owner my camera like a trophy. Why has it taken so long really is, but a valuable piece? Cici said and told, we laughed at does not matter, I have a good piece again - Wudang without a camera? Unthinkable! But Now we can proceed. And although here.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Brent Corrigan's Dvd Gratis

foreign and yet so familiar ...

enjoyed the beginning of our brave Chinese master his (then) three Eleven with a calendar, published by the Chinese Cultural Ministry, to create the show and foreigners, as the aspiring little country is like to be as want to see. Of course there may also the Great Presidents - indeed died long long, but the spirit still fully there - not missing the blessing holds his hands over the country and now from wherever can observe with satisfaction that the Long March and step forward at last towards the finish line is.



The stunned viewers of the small work of art can now marvel at how picturesque atom cloud over the Gobi desert spread



and a particularly charming little picture of progress in the typical Chinese architecture shows - just as they imagine local architect Sun



This last picture brought with me a page to the sound, childhood memories, a little book by Loriot, published in the 60s, I leafed through at that time always liked - thought, searched and taken away from the large storage loft: Yes, the memory did not deceive me - such a scenario is known to praise the great master once:



How much wisdom is but in the words: "What's good, that always comes back."

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Kelly Green Dress Suit

Front Report

There are people who do not have a blog, but instead of telling things that fit perfectly into the category of "News from Absurdistan." So I put just a report of my lovely sister of a little trip - here is live and unadorned, the story of a Rheinhessin in the Wild East:

"Well-designed, the outward journey spoken thanks generously distributed sites varied, and when I felt after 12 hours reached Leibzig who chose the wrong exit was also prompt.
matter I have boobs and therefore can easily ask for directions. And a very useful description was given to Agrapark. At the last second I managed yet, the Lord, who described to me the way to make a compliment, yet so when he spoke good German ...
Well, I arrived at the park and had a nice quiet spot get hold of where I would spend the next few nights. I then introduced myself to one at the queues to exchange my ticket to a festival ribbon. was before, behind and beside me gesächselt uninhibited and gethüringelt, it was the Steiner points. I looked far and wide, therefore no reason to do my best to somehow to High German, as it - how to be otherwise - about the weather went. "Nature is shitty jo werklich, awwerwasseglickhunnsefermojebessergemeldt!" (Today it is perhaps not quite as nice, but the German Weather Service was asked for the following day an improvement in view). The woman waiting in front of me turned on his heel to me and stated: "Rheinhessen" . "Heertmer of?". "Yes. So a little bit. My grandmother is from there. It speaks well." In between, appeared to have a few friends from Mainz, we were welcomed with joy and then filters down to complete with the ribbon.
This ribbon can also use public transport, so I decided then, to take the tram into the city for me to watch them. The black throng at the station had the same idea. Among other things, a young man, perhaps twenty years, who joined after me and when the train drove off, my arm was based, to prevent a fall. Was meant yes dear, but "Horschemo, see table of deht with me then as it Schunn Koregadibbche uffm Nachddisch schdehe?". Of course not. Was going to say ... And then it came: He, obviously familiar with the area saw them at the next stop two inspectors and announced to the people: "All who have Geene Fohrgodde solldn, the current aussteign Des Bändschn apply from Morgan.." Full of gratitude, I looked at him. Well, old man. A survey showed that everything in me that has something to report, so in general did not want to check whether there between the controllers in Mainz and in which there Leibzig differences or similarities. And although no votes against (with one abstention). So let's get out. Alternatively, we boarded the next supermarket to have to purchase some much needed alcohol and then returned to traipse to Agrapark. Also good.
The next morning the weather had then been actually see that sunshine is definitely better. I crawled out of the sleeping bag, completed something like washing cats, grabbed some clothes, wanted to make up myself and found that I had forgotten the black eyeliner at home. The situation was serious. Very serious.
So I went with the tram this time really up in the inner city, I looked a little bit of what and landed in a department store to purchase the much needed black eyeliner. The saleswoman who approached me if she could help me (at least I believe it to have understood), got my pain complained: "Schdelle Se the right manner Hun jo werklisch moin chatter Kajal dehääm leie losse Un jetzerd need severally urgent. en Neie! " With compassion, she looked at me: "And the present just bad.." (HOT! The even understand me here! Even if the local native language for my feelings quite the offense of assault met ...)
The afternoon I spent on a patch of grass in the squatting on the promenade Agrapark. For people-watching. For hours. It was not a dull moment. As bizarre and grotesque aufbretzeln can no man that would stand out here somehow. Just great. Hocico
evening I tried to listen. Was determined quite nice, but for my tender ears a tad too loud, I seriously feared for my seals (and still exist in grundsolidem amalgam and nit from Dene neimoderne Ferz ...)
Ah yes, the tent - was / Parking I have two very cute, very young (not yet 20) and, unfortunately, very affectionate little guy are as neighbors, whose desire gepampert of me, but had to be summoned in the negative - Nerve moi! In any case, the two asked me what I so hear, and I managed Apoptygma Berzerk, The Krupps and Wompscut to recite without stumbling. "Even something German?" "Sure," Your servants, and Franz-Josef Degenhardt. They nodded knowingly and approvingly. Well, it goes ...


Next year I want to go again -.. Savages in the East "

And then, dear sister, listening, respectively, we read hopefully with pleasant shudder a report