Annie and I had the best night ever.
Today I was in the elevator after dropping my laundry off, and a cute guy (John Paul) walks in. I asked if he was American and where he was from. (Harrisburg PA)
It turned out that he had already met a few girls from our trip. He's here to do some research for the summer-he spent a semester (year?) in China last year and is working on a project. He told me about this "great" pizza place ( I was skeptical) and a club next door.
Our group said they were down to go.
Only Annie and I ended up going a few hours later. The pizza at the Krow's Nest was AWESOME and huge. Bigger than Cappy's slices for all you Boston folk. pictures to follow. Annie finally got the beer she had been hankering and was thrilled thereafter. We spoke for a few hours over pizza and beers. They even has mozzerella sticks-good to know if I spend more time in Beijing. The place is owned by a Pittsburgh man, according to John Paul.
John Paul in truly interesting-he is going to school (Shippensburg) for finance and something international. He speaks Chinese much better than we do and even reads and writes! He opened doors all night for Annie and I and was a very good guide.
Next door to dinner was Vic's-a club that I can only describe as "straight out of Entourage" . It was the kind of place that I feel like celebrities go to so I couldn't take pictures because I would seem nerdy. Ladies night=free entry and free drinks. We have a Chinese exam/skit in the morning so I had one Tequila Sunrise. John Paul introduced us to his very cute female Chinese friend. We all danced with a couple of strangers. John Paul convinced me to dance on stage with him and then left me so I looked stupid alone. Whatever-I stayed up there for awhile.
I don't know where anyone is. I just saw 3 people in the hall, everyone else is apparently out. Oh I just saw Grace and Diana wasted with some really unattractive kid who Diana keeps telling me is sexy. Oh dear, I left that situation fast.
It was a lovely evening.
If my life was a movie John Paul and I would be getting married one day and move to China.
But I leave Beijing Friday :( :( :( and probably won't see him again.
Except, tomorrow he is taking us to a club called Propaganda. The irony of a club with that name in Communist China is more than I can handle.
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