Day 36 We wander off to find dinner in Shuhe, and meet an English speaking host. We sit down at “Snow Flower Restaurant” on the suggestion of The High Commissioner. I have found it incongruous, maybe even slightly arrogant, that so many Chinese want to introduce themselves as “Belinda” or “Ken” rather than what I would consider their real name. It’s like they only want to reveal a tiny part of their personality, the bit reserved for Westerners, and hide the rest, lest they not like us. The restaurant is named after our host, and she is a delight. She fusses over our kids, introduces her husband and children, listens carefully to how we want our food, grabs the beers, takes an order and then disappears into the back of her house. Her 13 year old
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