Last night, I was kidnapped by my asian friends. We went out to a restaurant and ordered from the authentic menu. It was soooo good, and most of the people there were so surprised that an American could use chopsticks. That's when Xin told them 'Maggen only looks American, treat her like she's asian. She's really Japanese." God, if only. Then maybe I wouldn't have to watch what I eat so much so that I don't end up like one of those people you see on TV that can't get out of bed anymore and needs a forklift to get them to a hospital.
After the restaurant, we went to a bar called the Wild Bull. There, we met up with yet more asians and started drinking. After only about two, we were all brave enough to wrestle with the Bull. It's a big, black mechanical bull that you ride and hang onto for dear life, praying that you won't get thrown across the bar when it bucks forward. Well, turns out that I'm a bullrider at heart cuz I held on, ONE HANDED and ended up doing very very well. My pride point for the evening. Then we went next door the Monaco Bay, home of the duelling pianos and starting place for Matt Giraud, the guy from American Idol. I don't watch Idol, but I did used to watch Matt play there before he took off. It was fun, by the end of the night, either they got really good at english, or I started to understand Chinese. Either way... Asians eat a lot! Tu and Xin went and got pizza and hot dogs.
More to come hopefully. *shrug*
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