bus stop
Me and HY waited eons for bus 38 and 19 yesterday evening. It was chilly, and after a while it started to rain. We hid under the bus stop whilst watching three 341's, which normally would run once in three million years, appear three in a row. When we finally arrived on Tottenham Court Road, 73 was no where to be seen. Now I have a particular penchant for eavesdropping and thus when a slightly attractive big-eyed chinese young lady came gliding through the dirty, damp street with two Englishmen, I just had to listen in. She (identifying herself as a Taiwanese) may have acquired a flair for the English language, with effort perhaps, yet still creditable. However, according to HY, when the poor lads showed their desire to visit China and learn the culture, she did nothing to encourage them, but quipped that the reality is different from what they see in Jackie Chan movies, there's nothing to see there, and she personally has no interest in going to China. When hearing something like this coming from a Taiwanese my hackles tend to rise. A friend in uni who has travelled around Europe and the States, when asked if she's been to China, would remark, 'Why should I go to China? It's so undeveloped'.