After an unproductive day on Sunday, Nicole and I decided to make up for it with a busy Monday. We wanted to shop.
First, we went to get pedicures. We looked through a book of Chinese nail art. It was all pretty intense. “It looks like an art store threw up on their hands,” Nicole said. We decided to get bedazzled gems on our big toes anyway. When in China…
The tour of the Great Wall cost about $40 US dollars. It included breakfast at the hostel and lunch after the tour. Our vegetarian breakfast consisted of scrambled eggs, a hash brown, toast and a shiny white triangle of cheese. “Do you think it’s good?” Nicole asked, pointing to the cheese.
“No. That’s how the cheese is in Korea too. It sucks. More like plastic than food.”
In May of 2007 I graduated from college and flew to South America to visit my friend Nicole. I spent a month trying to recall the Spanish I’d spent seven years studying as Nicole and I traveled around Chile and Peru. When I left, she promised to visit me wherever I went next in the world. I think she was hoping for Europe. Much to her chagrin, I moved to Asia to teach English.