Life in China | Dominik Mayer – Products, Asia, Productivity

Yesterday I bought noodles at the noodle man’s. But the noodle man himself wasn’t there so another one cooked them. When I put the empty box in my trash bin it started to smell very bad. Like animal oil. It didn’t help to open the window, I had to get rid of the thing. No more noodle man for now.

More Chinese Arabic food. As hard to eat as the one before. They said it was without meat. Following the Chinese definition of vegetarian food: You don’t see the meat at first glance, you find it when you’ve eaten half the food. That was the time I stopped.

In the meantime they were doing something with a large piece of meat that was lying on top of a cardboard on the ground.

I needed cheap shoes to wear with a suit very fast. The shop was on my way home. I’ve never bought shoes that quickly, didn’t even try to bargain. Maybe that’s why he called me “pengyou”, friend, when I left. I didn’t understand much of the other things he said.

When I wrote about my inability to communicate with some classmates Karl commented:

did you speak chinese..? ;)

Today I did. And it worked. We had kind of the same vocabulary. Mine was a bit smaller as I’m still trying to catch up. At least we could have the simplest form of a conversation. Wow.

Why don’t I learn Lojban. Seems to be so much easier than Chinese.

And it was the first time that I’ve had enough Chinese food and couldn’t have eaten more.

I think the construction of a new metro line would look different in Germany.

Just swallowed my last two Buluofen. I’m feeling much better now. Not yet perfect, but better. The problem is now to catch up with the Chinese lessons. On Monday we’ll have an exam about the first book…