October 31, 2024
Yesterday started with two Red Bulls. Today started with two pink pigs, who vigorously oinked at me from their street-level apartment as I biked through town.
Today ended with a local man showing me how to gussy up my noodles with pickles from the vat at the back of the restaurant. He also agreed to a photo of him smoking from one of the huge bassoon-bongs that the folks use in these parts.
Fed and amused, I retired to my room, whose signage and price tag ($7) suggest that its inhabitants may not always be the most wholesome. But it's much better than last night's hotel, which had the stench of sewer about it and a hole in the window for the electric wires to travel through. My new friend Li advised me to keep my shoes on inside my room.
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