I forgot to share this one: About a week after arriving here, I went to a restaurant I really liked, but it was on the late side, around 9:00 p.m. Anjoli and I walked in and we saw the workers eating at the tables...I asked if they were open, but an old(er) lady at the counter pointed to the door and shouted, "GO HOME!!!!" I thought to myself O.K. O.K. I get it you're closed! I was sad. ;) I think what she meant was: "we're all going home now, come back again tomorrow, you should know better than to let your daughter go hungry!" Something like that...
I spent more than a few hours with an English speaking cab driver that Anjoli's principal told us about. He's friendly...to a fault! He took me to Costco - it's hugely popular here...he bought me lunch even (not that I wanted anything but I had to be polite). He's an, uh, interesting person. Very upfront about wanting an American wife! I told him about the Green Card lottery and he got very excited about that. Anyway, he was telling me about his sister who went to college in the states...she got her "masterpiece at NYU." :) I didn't correct him because I thought it was cute. He told me he likes to read before going to bed at night, so I asked him what he likes to read...he said, "oh my English dictionary." (Kudos to him, because he's the only English speaking cab driver I've run across so far).
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That is funny. So when's the wedding?
Yeah in his dreams!
He was giving me the creeps after awhile! He kept saying, "we shouldn't be together alone, your husband will kill me."
Needless to say, I have learned how to deal with the cab drivers who don't speak English...it's actually kind of fun!
Can't wait for those Chinese lessons!
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