As loyal readers will no doubt remember Korean girls and the length of their skirts and the size of their calves seems to have become a regular feature of Muskblog. There are a lot of Koreans in Wu Dao Kuo, so many that one of its nicknames is “Korean Town”…

Ting and I eventually met. We went for lunch and then on another day we went for dinner. She invited to me to come visit her home town which is apparently near a very famous mountain…

So as part of our visit to the temple fair Chen Xi and her friend and I went for hotpot…

One thing you quickly learn living in Wu Dao Kou is there are a lot of people in the street that want your money. Some are beggars and some are selling stuff. You get offered all kinds of things from Japanese perfume to hard drives. People whip it out of a pocket or a bag; some have entire carts full of stuffed dogs or even live dogs. Some are more aggressive than others; amongst the most aggressive sellers are the flower girls…

On Saturday the 28th I went to a party that was advertised in the lounge of my dorm. It said there would be Chinese boys and girls there, I was suppose to meet them at the East Gate of the People’s University. So I cab it over there and meet some random Chinese guy and we walk to the restaurant. We were suppose to make dumplings and I had no plans for the evening…