Saturday, September 20, 2008

Claire's Magnetic Studs



(OR: HOW THE NEIGHBOR OF CACA CAME TO FLOAT IN THE BASIN OF MY NEW HOUSE)

Today was a historic day, memorable, those that make you understand that differences in the development of countries mark the day to day people. Today is jammed pipe of the sink in my new apartment Pekingese. Two weeks ago I moved into an apartment block more central than the previous, next to the metro station and the theater PolyPlaza Donsishitiao. Sun City is called with four blocks. My friend Mario told me that mine was built a little later to the families evicted from the center hutongs and was of poor quality. I did not believe to this day.
This afternoon, dead of sleep because of jet lag - that made me sleep until 12 noon as a log - I've gotten a second time in the shower. The first was a week ago and nothing bad happened. But today, out of the shower (one of those prefabricated jet massage, a quirk of my Chinese landlord), I noticed something strange. My feet chaopoteaban. I could barely see anything without glasses or contact lenses, but I could see that the color of the towel of the feet was a little darker than usual. Soaked. When I put the glasses I almost had a heart attack. Resiguiendo with far reaching views water, I have finished in the living room. The pool was stopped right in front of the television via a small rug. And I barefoot. "I could have electrocutaaaaaaaaaaadooooooooooooooooo" I thought, angry. He had polled, or broom, or anything, so I drained the water with the pads as I could and I long to Wu Mart (China imitation of American super Wal Mart) to buy cleaning equipment.
Upon returning, I called the boy's management, a Chinese man, aged about 18, which has risen armed with a rubber plunger and a tornavís. "Mei Wenti" (no problems), I said, after a look of a minute and a half for breaking gross (in China scrap yards are always filthy, just a plastic tube can be engaged as the hole in the ground, smelly odors rise in wind d ies).
not have believed me a buck hair and I have a washing machine - the first since I'm here - to see that happening. ERROR. . GRAVE ERROR. SECOND DAY FLOOD.
I recalled for management. This time they climbed two buck that, when they saw the water, I have said, "you throw the toilet paper to the toilet ?"... Yes. Once yes, Jolin, but it only took two days on this floor, it is impossible that has already been atascadooooo. Well, I do not know what happened. But within three minutes had the guys removing the sink and the neighbor's poop (I prefer to think that it was not mine) floating on the floor. I am nauseated, dizzy from the heat and view of the liquid marroncillo hiorripilante covering the white surface of my toilet ...
And how much water ... China has a special vacuum cleaner with water and has done what it could to take it from there. But when you are gone, my sink, my new house, were the closest thing to a battlefield. Experience the quality of construction in China. Tonight I'll take three gintonics and will pledge to the development of the West finally comes to China. To hell with democracy in China. First starting to build pipelines and scrapping for that shit go like god ....

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Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Vba Cheat Instructions

JAM IN THE WATER BACK TO BEIJING

I still have 8 hours of sleep in my bed as a child on my parents' house, near Barcelona. Tomorrow back to Beijing after a week enjoying the clear blue sky of the Mediterranean, family, friends and a marathon lunches and dinners that have forced me to buy new pants. Do I expect the stress? What stress can be in Beijing? One of the things I value most of the Beijingers and, in general, the Chinese, is its parsimony and quiet to go around the world. Watch them here in full game of mahjong:


The picture was made by my friend Aritz Parra, also a journalist. This mahjong club is in a dilapidated old hutong opposite the northern gate of the Temple of Heaven. Not visible from the street, because before the games built a concrete wall to hide the ugliest hutongs foreign visitors. Lest that might spoil the "perfect image" of Beijing. I have to remember to go there to check if the wall is still standing.
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Monday, September 1, 2008

Aerobic Rowing On Bowflex

no match in China




I lost my soulmate in China and are still interested in the famous orange in this country. Only I'm interested in eggplant "Qiezi." Pronounced in Chinese, the word sounds like "cheese." So you can imagine what the Chinese say when taking a group photo: "qieeeeziiii"




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