Entering into a socialist world, for me personally is such a task. Expecting the worst I walked into one of the most powerful socialist countries in the world, China!

 

I guess I was expecting the cruelty and hardness from the same people from “The Tank Man” documentary. (For those of you who haven’t watched it, it’s a documentary you should watch). You learn to thank the little blessings in our country.

 

And not finding that I think it disappointed me a little bit. I found the people very nice and friendly. They are always a little confused and repeat one thing so many times that you want to rip their hair out.

 

I went walking last night and came across this place that looks a lot like Borella junction on Sundays. But the difference was the quality of the things. Not that it was really good quality, or maybe that’s my skepticism of buying things off the pavement talking. But I did take a manicure at the pavement though.

The things here were of designer labels. I must hand it to them for duplication. I don’t think anyone does such a good job at that than the Chinese.

 

What intrigues me about the people of this country is their eagerness to please and receive compliments. Especially the girls, they would just about do anything. This is not a bad thing I feel.  

Just as soon as I finished painting my nails I somehow managed to scratch the paint off on one finger. So I went back and that girl was sweet enough to do it again for me. If it was back at home, I would have spent one hour to do what she did in a ten minutes. And very neatly too. No slipshod work from the girls. (I can’t say the same for the opposite sex or for another manicure stall).

 

The only thing that’s really annoying is the fact that I can’t go anywhere without an interpreter. Everybody speaks in Chinese and I can’t even get a taxi without an interpreter. That sucks. We got into an unofficial taxi, (which look like a nikang car with the owner) and he gave change in apparently counterfeit money. This shocked the living daylights outta me. Not as easy living in Sri Lanka is it?