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哈如宾式:Big Breasts and Pizza

Tuesday, September 16th, 2014

Friday, September 19, 2014 10:30 AM

Yes, I know… Pizza in China? A first-generation American, Ghanaian woman…eating Italian food…in China. “What a small world, ” as a friend put it to me. haha! I must say…it is certainly worth discovering how Asian restaurants choose to flavor foods that are very popular at home…

What a small world, indeed! :-)

The family who runs this pizza place  (pic to the right) have been SO, SO warm to me the last two weeks. I love them! Their children are absolutely adorable too! The first time I talked to them, they family was excited to show me photos they’d taken of other foreigners who had come to their restaurant over the years. The husband joked with me that one of the German men really liked one of the Chinese female students and said she never knew though. “Poor guy,” is what he said. Haha! The first time that I went there, they were also so excited when they realized that I could speak Mandarin. Told me that most of the foreigners that come to their restaurant are unable to say much. (Small moments like these, you have to be proud of…it is the interactions with native Chinese that show you if your language is advancing or not. :-)!

The pizza restaurant!

The pizza restaurant!

SO…how do big breasts relate to pizza?

Well. They don’t, but they can. Haha!

I just got back from a pizza place… While I was waiting for my pizza, a Chinese woman walked by and just stared at me, observing me, while eating some sort of tofu soup thing. I glanced away but could still feel her eyes on me. She just stood there and continued to stare, so I glanced back and say “Hello!” in Chinese. Instantly,  the widest grin spread across her face. She scooped a big spoonful of this glob-like pudding stuff(She later told me it was some sort of Russian pudding) and offered it to me. I don’t share a spoon with anyone but my Mama so I politely but readily refused every single time she offered it. Haha!

My hello began a 30 minute conversation entirely in Chinese.  Throughout that 30 minute conversation, she kept giving …very extended ‘glances’ (aka blatant long stares)… at my chest. At first, I thought, “What is she looking at?” Several times, I gave quick glances at my sweater to see if I had a stain down the front of it or something….but there was nothing. As the conversation went on and she asked why I was in Harbin, why I felt Mandarin grammar was much harder than English grammar, she CONTINUED to just STARE at my chest. I began to feel a bit uncomfortable…got to a point where I was thinking, “What the hell does she keep looking at?” I always wanted to just ask her!

Then I began to just tune in to the uncomfortable feeling that I was feeling…she had been staring at my CHEST. O_O Once I accepted what she was staring at, I almost threw my arms opened wide and told her to just grab a handful and alleviate her curiosity. I remembered, in Taiwan, how women had been interested (and even asked) some of the students in my program about our chest sizes because they were not accustomed to see breasts that big… Haha!

At one point, I wondered if this woman was even going to blink. She KEPT staring at my chest for LONG periods of time. The periods of time got even longer.

Gotta love pizza in Asia... you get gloves! When this happened in Taiwan at a hamburger restaurant...I'd never been so amazed at something. Haha!

Gotta love pizza in Asia… you get gloves! When this happened in Taiwan at a hamburger restaurant…I’d never been so amazed at something. Haha!

She eventually asked me if I was female. Haha…this is not the first time I’ve been asked since I’ve been to China two months ago.  I am normally asked this when I wear jeans and a t-shirt. I told her that, “Yes, I am female.”  Haha! She asked about my hair and I told her that I cut my hair this way because I like it this way. I threw in a joke about how I can’t stand hot weather and this is the way for me to survive!

She then said my breasts were big. As my eyebrow began to rise…she signaled to my chest and made big round circle motions and told me they were very big, exaggerating her speech to indicate just how humongous she thought they were.

…and simply smiled in my face…while I stood there in silence, eyebrow all the way up my face, and STUNNED…not knowing what the hell to even say.

Well. How desperate was I to change the subject?
(…this is probably THE only time that I would call myself “黑人“ (black person) to anyone in China…because it doesn’t sit well with me when I am pointed at and called “黑人, 黑人”…BUT  I wanted to change that topic. Badly.)

So, I offered my hand to hers and started to compare skin tones. That was the only thing I could come up with. Nosey passerbys stared at us as I ended up having to convince her that I wasn’t black because I drank lots of coffee. Somewhere in there, I miscommunicated a message about the President and now she thinks I know him. More specifically…she thinks President Obama is my boyfriend.

#OliviaPope

#OliviaPope

Whatever. As long as the First Lady doesn’t hear about this. *cough*

I must admit… this exchange was entertaining. I an not going to forget this woman for a while. Before I left, I told her that I was excited to meet her. Haha! And I was! She helped me practice my speaking… If anything, she knows a lot about me. I know a lot about her too…though we spent most of the time discussing me. I promise we talked about other things aside fro my ….uh….apparently out of this world humongous set of breasts.

She was astoundingly curious about how I was American if my parents are from Ghana. I find that a lot of Chinese people believe that you are from where your parents are from so the concept of anything different is extremely strange to a good amount of them. It makes me want to talk to people about…what if  I was adopted…by a Canadian Father and a Puerto Rican Mother… how would that be thought of in people’s minds?

If anything, she learned a whole lot that night. I think I delivered a good experience to her. :-) She was especially impressed with my Chinese. Hell, I was too… I only used Pleco…3 times throughout our discussion. Otherwise, my ability to think fast enough to use words around a word that I may not understand in order to understand what is being said has significantly improved!

I have had many moments where I have interacted with curious Chinese people. In this case…a good amount of people in my location are used to foreigners…some are not. Haha!

As hilarious as this whole exchange is…I’m just proud of myself that I am getting out there and talking to people. Some may know that something like that is an incredibly big step for me.  It warmed my heart to have this family see me, a stranger, and after interacting with me for almost an hour tell me that I am family. It is the Chinese people that I need to be able to interact with, to understand, and to be understood by.  It is the Chinese that I need to be able to learn from in many ways that are not only essential to my career, but essential to my personal growth. :-)

Until next time!


How Wonderful It Is to Do Nothing, and Then Rest Afterwards

Wednesday, May 4th, 2011

Lindsay and I were up early the next morning and met Danielle and Anneka for another complimentary hotel breakfast, only this time our view had much improved. The breakfast at the resort was good, and the selection of fresh tropical fruits was certaintly impressive, but it wasn’t as good as Chiang Mai. The bar had been set very high by the Imperial Ping Hotel in Chiang Mai, and the four of us spent every morning debating the merits of every other breakfast we encountered and comparing it to the one in Chiang Mai. After breakfast we had no scheduled activities and the whole day to do as we wish, so we went straight to the beach. There are two main beach areas on the resort that are separated by a big rocky outcropping, so you could swim from one beach to the other but you couldn’t walk to it unless you wanted to climb up the mini rock mountain. Of the two main beach areas one has a pool overlooking it and its where the main reception area is and the restaurant, and the other has to be accessed by a wooden path that goes around the island and its more secluded. This latter beach was where we opted to begin our day. Along the path to the beach are stunning cavernous rock ledges, similar to what you would see in Luray caverns, only they are above ground. So on our way to the beach we did a little poking around. We only caught glimpses of the monkey population that lives on the island, but the day before we saw some monkeys scampering across the roofs of one of the hotel buildings, which was so crazy. Monkeys, just, you know, hanging out.

Walking past the estuary side to get to the other beach

Exploring the caverns lining the path to the beach

Anneka caught off guard

The view of the path from underneath the rock ledge

Anneka, Lindsay and Danielle posing for me

I always seem to do this with my arms when someone points a camera at me

The beach!

Rocks over the ocean! They had rock climbing courses set up on these rocks over the sand but only for the really adventurous and experienced climbers

Phangnga Bay, the body of water that Krabi sits on is known as being a very fertile area, and this is the fertility shrine that pays homage to that. There is a legend about a woman and three suitors that is the reason for all this, but the plaque on the shrine explaining it was written in Thai and I couldn't find it anywhere on the internet.

An appropriate shrine to have near a honeymoon resort

We threw our stuff on the sand and jumped in. There are a bunch of cool caverns you can swim up to and then explore on foot so we spent most of the morning doing that. We saw bats and sea enemies and all sorts of cool sea birds and ocean critters. After a long morning of swimming we laid out on the beach and waited for the sun to get high enough that the rocks no longer kept us in the shade. When the sun became too intense we headed back to our air conditioned rooms to cool off and snack on some complimentary fresh island fruit and watch more HBO movies. Later on in the day we explored some of the local beach shops and once the sun was beginning to set headed back to the main beach area to watch the sunset. Danielle, Anneka, and Lindsay wanted to go check out the bars, but I wanted to eat dinner, and specifically I wanted pizza. After six days of eating Thai food, which, like all Asian cuisines includes no dairy, I was really craving something cheesy. So the other girls set out in search of nightlife and I hung out by the beach with Courtney and Kaela and watched the sunset and then enjoyed a veggie pizza and some cheesy garlic bread with them at the hotel restaurant.

Second sunset in Krabi

So pretty

After dinner I met back up with Lindsay, Anneka and Danielle and as we were exhausted we didn’t even bother trying to go out, we just went back and lazed around chatting and watching movies before going to bed in our super large and very low king sized beds.