The Last Supper

A whole bunch of people from work came out for a meal on the last evening. It was a Chinese muslim restaurant, so a lamb was killed, cooked and some lettuce stuffed in it's mouth:

It was then taken out the back and made into more manageable pieces. It was very good.

Here's me enjoying a foot of lager:

And various scenes of merriment.

Arun, Wei, Jing, Kurt, Evan and Nafees

Andrea and Qiong

Mike, Xavier, Haijing and friend:

Same:

Jing and Wei. Wei gets us stuff from the internet:

And classic Evan. That's the British two fingers. Not the Asian two fingers.

Chinese Visa card

Here is everyone gathered in the character TD area. Dominic, who is pointing at something is trying to get his Chinese visa card activated. He ordered it 6 weeks ago. A few weeks before his trip to th US. Jing (who is concealed behind his head) is pretending to be him on the phone as she speaks Mandarin and Dominic doesn't. The gathering was successful: the card was refused, despite Jing pretending to be a bearded Englishman speaking fluent Chinese.

KTV. A miracle in three months

This is where we went for lunch 2,3, and sometime four times a week. KTV is a karaoke bar and this is outside. 

When I first started going there the set menu was in Chinese, so we memorized two selections (burger, and spaghetti). This also came with a soup

Evan would often point to the soup he wanted for the set menu on the English normal menu and would inevitably get just the soup. Ten minutes later he would get the set menu with a different soup.

We'd also unwillingly play lunch roulette, where one person would not get any lunch.

Three months later. Here is Dominic helping correct the English translation of the set lunch menu. "'Parma' should be capitalized since it is a proper noun!" Explains Dominic in a helpful but firm tone.

Evan and Danny are happy to have the menu in English. There was stuff like fish and duck on the menu all along.

Been back a week

Mildly racist comments have been kept to a minimum.
I've stopped myself commenting loudly on people's ambulatory styles.
I've let people out of lifts before entering.
I pretty much know the name of everything I eat.
Starbucks: coffee is waiting for me before I get to the counter.
It's no longer blue-coffee; only coffee.
No-one wears pyjamas in the shopping mall.
A cross-walk is really a cross-walk.

Anyways, there's a few more posts that I will try to finish over the next week, including closure on phone-shop-man.

Also, we eat a sheep.

Saturday morning at school

All dressed in weekend-white this time.

But still singing the same songs,

and marching the same marches.

Evan makes Schnitzel

Sunday was a "vacation adjustment" day. This week was the National Holiday that stretched from Wednesday 1st October to Tuesday 7th October. Two of those five days were not really holidays. Instead, the whole of China had to work the previous Sunday and the Saturday that followed. These days were known as "vacation adjustment days". 

In the evening Evan made schnitzel and potato salad around Dominic's house.

Here is Evan "Knocking the China" out of the chicken.

The last lunch

Went out for one of my last lunches with the rigging department:

John, Evan, Qiong, Wei, Dominic, Jing and Cameron.

Amongst other things on offer, we had duck tongues and bullfrogs.
Duck tongues on a plate:

The frogs were cooked, not alive.
Here are the little buggers in the supermarket across the road from work.