In Nanjing

I like it. Our hotel is in a great spot. Let me phrase, a dangerous spot. Not because of the crime, but because there are markets all around.

I've learned enough chinese to ask how much something is. But not enough to understand their response. And when I ask how much something is, they assume I speak Chinese and start up a whole conversation which I, of course, don't understand because I don't speak Chinese.

A few of the Asians I have talked to here speak English with a little bit of a British accent. Turns out their English professors were British.


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