Friday night I sneaked out of the office at an early, early 6:30pm, to meet my workmate for a run around Independence Square (previously mentioned, with the lions). We bashed out a sweaty 6km and then got changed and went to meet J’s friends for “a beer”.
I was ready to gnaw on my own arm I was so hungry after running, so I ordered some vegetarian noodles. I forgot to specify “NOT SPICY” and they came out very ma la as the Chinese call it, sort of Sichuan pepper numbing-burning heat! I don’t mind a bit of heat but I really wasn’t up to eating more than a few bites. So the guys ate them for me and I ordered fries. I jokingly said “NOT SPICY!” but the joke was on me as the fries also came out covered in Sichuan pepper. Oh well. Beer and spicy foods are a good match.
Food and drink aside, I had a really lovely evening. We were at a sports club so we were outside on the lawn (no freezing a/c! no clouds of cigarette smoke!) and there was a great band playing live music.
I swear one day I’ll take a picture that isn’t dark and blurry
Awesome atmosphere and this adorable couple opened up the dance floor for about 15 young men to start boogying their arses off. I’m used to seeing a majority of girls dancing, with a couple of guys bopping awkwardly in their midst, but here there were nearly all men dancing like it was the best fun in the world. Really great energy — I had a spin later on in the evening myself, although my dance moves were definitely not up to the general standard…