A Typical Evening.
Got home from work. Went to the gym. Showered. Hopped on bike. Almost got killed a bunch of times (China could export chaos as a commodity). Rode around, still loving just looking at stuff. Found a tiny bar in a Hutong (traditional old area - dotted everywhere). Had a beer. Found a Vietnamese restaurant. Ate dinner alone (this shouldn’t sound depressing…it’s quite pleasant). Had a fantastic meal. Cost me $12 for three courses and two beers.
I wonder how long I’ll be entertained by my own company? So far, it’s all good. But I can see it getting old. Hmmmm. Will keep you posted.
And yes, this post was mostly for me. I just like writing this shit down.