Last night I watched a travel show about Hong Kong. I really wish my friend Mark had taken me to Hong Kong when I visited China in 2000 and 2001. I even offered to pay for his ticket, but unfortunately he didn’t see it my way. Maybe sometime I’ll be able to go to Hong Kong.
I visited a Subway Restaurant in Shanghai during my 2001 trip. It had just opened and alot of the Chinese didn’t have a clue as to what restaurant it was. (Keep in mind that McDonald’s is the “cool” place to hang out in China. Apparently if you are looking for a place to hang out on Saturday night, you go to the local Chinese McDonald’s). Anyways the food in the Subway was decent. It was a good taste which reminded me of home. Although the meat tasted a little different and had a different texture to it.
You know the type of people. Those people who never talk to you unless they need something you have. Well it happened again. There’s this one particular person who always requests digital pictures of the latest group event that we go on. This person always asks for the pictures in a demanding sort of way, as if they somehow deserved it. They never seem to say two words – “thank you” after I give them. I hate that. You’d think they’d be able to use some common courtesy.