Just Kidding

I got a call from my program director at 10 this morning being like, Where do you want to pick up your ticket for Dalian from the travel agent man? And I was like, Uhhh what? Dude never called me back yesterday so I assumed he couldn't find any tickets.

Anyway, thus ensued a crazy game of talking to the courier about where to pick up my ticket. The director told me to go to the campus's back gate, but he was not there, so I called and asked, "Ni zai hou menkou haishi xian menkou?" Of course he was at the front gate. So I walk all the way over there and go up to the wrong guy who tells me he's waiting for a Ribenren. Oops. The courier calls me again, and after much confusion I walk out the gate and he goes, "Wang you wang you wang you." Fortunately that was one of the vocab words from this week. So I turn right and see a guy on his phone just sitting on his motorbike (which he had explained, but I didn't realize until then. Motouche!) Why couldn't he have gotten up and found me, the only flumoxed white girl wandering around with 300 kuai in her hand for a train ticket? Well whatever. Got the ticket and in a couple hours I'm off to brave the Beijing train station and the overnight sleeper. Tomorrow I'll be kicking up sand by the haibian, if that makes sense.

No posts till next week then, sorry! Have a good weekend :)