Here’s a shot of everyone most involved with the day-to-day operation of Pacific English Institute (minus two sisters Ariel and Sunny who are helping out in the classrooms for the Winter Camps): Charles, Angel, Mingdaw’s mom, Iris (Mingdaw’s wife), and Mingdaw. We were at their house tonight to hangout and have another New Years feast. Spending time like this is about the only chance we get to learn a few words of Mandarin as all our spare time right now is taken up with course work.
In less happy news, we found out what those black gooey rectangles-on-a-stick are, the ones we’ve been eating the last couple days… pig’s blood on a stick! Ugh, ignorance was bliss. Does anyone know – assuming I can get over the gross-out factor – if that is safe to eat or not? I have to admit, it tasted good; we ate several the last few days. If it’s safe to eat I might try using it as a self-administered mind-over-stomach therapy, where you tell yourself it’s good even though you want to barf and see if you can actually force yourself to like it. Kind of like when you take someone who’s afraid of the dark and lock them in a closet until they’re OK with it. Mind over flesh… this is starting to sound biblical!